Chapter 1055 Rong Qing: Yes, I Can Chop Peach Blossoms by Myself [1 Update]

Nezha noticed his abnormality and said keenly: "Is it possible that it can't be calculated?"

Ksitigarbha disappeared from the three realms. No one knows where he is, but the only way to tell is that he is not dead, otherwise the prophecy will choose another master.

Although Qinglong and other five star officials also cultivated the avenue related to the way of prophecy, they could not compare with the way of prophecy after all.

There are some things that are enough to interfere with the trajectory of heaven, even if the five star officials join forces, they can't do it.

"Yeah." Ao Yue also looked at Feng Xue, her eyebrows slightly condensed, "Unpredictable, infinite possibilities."

"Is it still possible?" Nezha was slightly surprised, "So, does it mean that His Majesty and His Majesty may not be able to come back?"

The possibilities are endless, that is, there are good and bad.

It is also because many people will be involved, and these people have various choices. Even a small step may determine the overall situation.

The worst possibility is that Donghuang and the others cannot come back.

"So, kid -" Ao Yue leaned back on the chair, with a hint of laziness in her cold expression. He clasped his hands and looked at Nezha, "The war will start now. You choose... where to stand. Is it done?"

"Qiang!"

As soon as the words fell, a crisp sound suddenly appeared.

In the biting cold wind, golden light burst out and flew over in an instant.

"Buzz——"

Ao Yue lowered her eyes and looked at the Qiankun Circle in front of her throat, her eyes moved, and then she laughed inaudibly: "I thought you would be gentler when you grow up, but hundreds of thousands of years have passed. This temper really hasn’t changed.”

Nezha stared at him, his face full of murderous intent: "If you call me kid again, I will really fall out."

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore." Ao Yue pushed the Qiankun Circle away bit by bit and called out, "Spiritual Pearl."

Nezha put the Qiankun Circle around his neck again, but when he sat back down, his legs couldn't reach it and were hanging in the air. His little feet were dangling and he couldn't step on it.

Nezha: "..."

He is so angry!

Ao Yue raised her eyebrows slightly and raised her hand to help: "Your master is really interesting."

"Shut up!" Nezha glanced at him, suppressed his anger, and sighed softly, "Master is very good to me."

After a moment of silence, he added: "Master is the best person to me in the world."

Although he descended to earth under the orders of Nuwa, he was reincarnated and participated in the battle to become a god.

But after he was reincarnated, he became a mortal, and would be born, old, sick, and die, and enter the six realms of reincarnation.

If Master Taiyi hadn't used lotus roots to create a physical body for him, how would he have had the chance to become a saint physically?

When he was at his most stubborn, it was Master Taiyi who taught him.

In the darkest time of his life, it was Master Taiyi who was helping him.

This is the best master in the world.

It's just that sometimes...his master really owes him so much!

Ao Yue closed her eyes and said calmly, "You still have a master."

"..."

Nezha suddenly didn't know what to say.

Yes, he still has a master, but where is Ao Yue?

Ao Yue has been an unrecognized existence since she was born.

Zulong hated him, the Dragon Clan ostracized him, and his brothers and sisters bullied him. After he was forced to leave the Dragon Clan's territory, he was attacked by the Nine-Tian Kunpeng while foraging for food.

He was dying and almost returned to chaos. Fortunately, Donghuang Taiyi rescued him with his original power, and his life was saved.

He originally thought that the ancient heaven would be his destination, but this destination was also destroyed in a calamity.

Ao Yue has nothing left.

He has stayed at the Great Sun Palace for millions of years, for no other reason than to protect the ancient heaven and wait for the return of the Eastern Emperor.

"Stupid dragon, millions of years have passed, so don't keep it in your mind." Nezha pondered for a while and then calmly consoled him, "You have to look forward. Don't you think it's good now?"

"Although the possibilities are endless, as long as we work hard, Your Majesty and the others can come back."

"When the time comes to rebuild the ancient heaven, you will still be the guardian dragon god."

Hearing these words, Ao Yue raised her eyes slightly, and her tone showed no emotion or anger: "You are good at comforting people."

"I don't know how to comfort people." Nezha coughed, "I've always been comforted by others."

"Well, you are right, you have to look forward." Ao Yue looked indifferent, "The predictions are infinite possibilities, but here, I only allow one."

Dong Huang, Di Jun, and Xi He must return, regardless of the cost, life or death!

Nezha couldn't help but be moved, and suddenly he looked solemn: "I remember the Chaos Clock is here,"

"Here." Ao Yue's eyes were a bit colder, "But Yuan Shi put a seal on the Chaos Clock and cannot move it."

Nezha nodded, understanding.

The Chaos Bell is an innate treasure, stronger than the innate spiritual treasure and difficult to control.

As the companion treasure of Donghuang, only Donghuang can use it.

Possess four profound powers——

Suppress the power of "Hongmeng World";

The power to reverse "the heavens, time and space";

The power of evolving the "mysterious secrets of heaven";

Refining the power of "earth, water, wind and fire"!

It's so terrifying that even the saints of Heaven can't resist it, and its defense is invincible!

Yuanshi Tianzun sealed the Chaos Bell after the death of the Eastern Emperor. He was also afraid that the Chaos Bell would move abnormally. Without the restraint of the Eastern Emperor, it would bring danger to the prehistoric universe.

But now it seems that this approach has other meanings.

Nezha thought for a moment: "Stupid dragon, have you thought about what to do? If the war starts, we must not only guard against Heaven, but the most important thing is..."

His voice deepened: "Witch Clan."

As soon as these two words came out, Ao Yue's body suddenly trembled slightly.

He suddenly opened his eyes, his frost-covered brows narrowed, and he said fiercely: "They won't have another chance."

Millions of years ago, his cultivation was not good enough. It was only Taiyi Golden Immortal and Donghuang who sent him to Xianyue Sanxing Cave during the final battle, so he did not die in the Lich War.

But now, a million years later, he will not let the past happen again.

"Well, I will help you." Nezha thought for a while, "I have no plans to return to heaven this time. Do you have any news about the monkey? I haven't seen him for a long time and my hands are itchy."

"No." Ao Yue shook her head lightly, "When I lived in Xianyue Sanxing Cave, he was still just a stone."

Nezha: "..."

Fine.

He went to find it himself.

"By the way -" When Nezha stood up, he suddenly thought of a question, "You haven't answered me yet why you care about that little girl's affairs."

"No answer?" Ao Yue pinched the black piece and played chess with herself, "I have already answered you."

"Impossible!" Nezha said immediately, "Although I have become a child again, my brain is not the same. Do you really think I am stupid?"

Ao Yue narrowed her eyes: "You don't look very smart either."

Nezha was furious: "Ao Yue!"

"Go down." Ao Yue put away the chess pieces, "I'm going to practice, don't disturb me."

"..."

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Inside the manor.

After Jiang Qingxue left in embarrassment, the other cultivators became much quieter and did not even dare to raise their voices for fear that they would also be kicked out.

"If Miss Mingyue has any other instructions, please feel free to mention them." Qinglong Xingguan fanned his hands, his attitude still respectful, "If Miss Mingyue feels that this place is not good, the master has said that you can invite Miss Mingyue to go to Kunlun Xu Nei, where he will be." My palace, Miss Mingyue should be satisfied."

"No need." Jun Muxian refused, "It's just fine here."

Although she couldn't figure out Ao Yue's attitude, she couldn't go to his palace.

Qinglong Xingguan stopped talking and sighed: "Well, if there is anything else, please call Miss Mingyue."

As soon as he finished saying this, he bowed slightly and disappeared from the place with a movement of his body.

The surrounding cultivators couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise, and some mortals knelt on the ground with dull expressions on their faces.

Jun Muxian was thoughtful, holding the number cards she had assigned previously, and walked towards the manor.

Her understanding of the Great Sun Dragon only came from books, but that was a long time ago. Kong Xuan said that Ao Yue was the most powerful of their generation, with a cold temperament and would not let strangers in.

But now Ao Yue suddenly showed favor to her. Could it be that he figured out that she was related to Di Junxi and hatched some conspiracy?

Have to be more vigilant.

This manor is huge. If the number board hadn't automatically guided the way, with Jun Muxian's knowledge of the roads, she might not have been able to find it quickly.

It is indeed a thatched house, and it leaks air.

But since there is a large array in the manor that can raise the temperature, it doesn't matter.

Jun Muxian doesn't care where he lives, he practices wherever he goes.

Especially after she was promoted to Celestial Immortal, Hunyuan Ling was finally released from her soul.

It's a pity that Hunyuan Ling's level is only related to her soul, so after so long, she still has one chance to break through to the next level.

Jun Muqian sat cross-legged on the bed, and her consciousness sank...

Rong Qing: Yes, I can chop peach blossoms by myself.

Jun Muqian: (confused)? ? ?

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