The sun does not set in the palace, and the six elements of the earth and the underworld meet the most mysterious angry face - the Emperor's Father - the Nine Heavens Xuanzun.

The spirits impact each other, thus giving birth to different personalities. The combination of six will be the most perfect work.

The only flaw is the sky trace.

As long as the sky trace dies, it will be truly unique.

but,

Di Ming clenched his fists, and from the past to the present, he still didn't want to make such a choice.

Not only did he not know how to kill Tianji, he also wanted to save him.

The anger was derived from the emperor's father's angrily leaving, but his eyes showed a hint of satisfaction. He fell into hell, but he could still keep a little light in his heart. Only in this way can he not be deceived by all the temptations along the way.

For example, his younger brother Mo Shi, a person with top intelligence and intelligence, is ultimately confused by strength.

As the people in the aerial mirror disappeared one after another, the meditator's jade crystals swirled, and his eyes also looked into the distance, "Dawn..."

Dawn was when he was suffering from purgatory torture and refined the Eye of Martyrdom. After seeing the traces of heaven, he did not know its name and he was given the name.

Because in his eyes, the sky traces at that time were a ray of dawn in the darkness that brought him hope.

What's more, he was the life created by Xuanzun using the blood of the heavenly traces to create life.

Since its birth, it has been closely related to the fate of Tianji. Father and son, brothers and feet cannot describe their relationship.

"The situation in Tianji's body is always a hidden danger. The incident happened too suddenly. What changes happened during this period that led to the Emperor's father being Tianji..."

"If this matter is not clear, if it breaks out in the future, I will be even more unstoppable. I must save Tianji, but at that time, only the Emperor's Father and Tianji are in the secret room."

"And the memories of the heavenly traces were enfeoffed, and the emperor's father was also..."

Di Mingyao looked at the stars. After silence, hesitation was rarely seen in his eyes, "Are you really going to find him?"

"It seems that he has been hidden behind the scenes, and he has been expected to be invincible. Someone will ask her for it, but can he really trust his words?"

Although he has made many transactions with Yuan Wuji, has been an ally, and has been a life-and-death enemy, even with his wisdom, he cannot tell what Yuan Wuji is really planning.

"More importantly, when I joined forces with Qijun to attack Shanhai Qicheng, he even used a murderous poison, which caused him to blow it to death and escape. Even this move has indeed disrupted many of his plans. The deep grudges cannot be slighted. I think he hated me very much."

"It will be extremely difficult to get him now, and I'm afraid it will be very difficult to get information from him."

While thinking, Di Ming suddenly looked at him, "Although he doesn't know where he stands, he has a little unchanged - greed."

"He is a smart person and will definitely choose the most favorable side to himself. These can be seen from what he traded at the beginning. However, with my current relationship with him, it may not be easy to ask him to tell everything truthfully."

"Maybe, I can find Jun Fengtian..."

"Since he has been mingling in the Confucian sect recently, the Confucian sect must have something or something he needs. In this way, if the righteous person asks for some secrets, he must have to reveal some truth in order to gain trust and friendship."

After making a decision, Di Ming began to act. Although he hated Jun Fengtian very much, honest people like Jun Fengtian were much easier to deal with than Yuan Wuji.

And he believed that Jun Fengtian would care about the traces of heaven as well.

...

The Heavenly Palace of All Things.

Today the wanderer returns home.

Yuan Zheng carefully packed herself outside the formation, dressed herself up handsomely, and looked ahead with excitement, "Mother, Zheng'er is back."

Seeing Yuan Zheng return, the clothes in Manli's hand slipped down. It was Yuan Zheng's clothes when she was young. Seeing the things, all of them were like this. Then two lines of clear tears fell. Even though Manli had a gentle personality, she couldn't help but feel angry at this moment.

"You finally want to come back to see your mother and run away from home. Have you ever thought about how your mother is worried?"

Holding Yuan Zheng tightly, Manli clenched her fists and hit Yuan Zheng's back, but after all, it was his own son, and Manli was still reluctant to exert force.

"Mom, I will never dare to do it again. When I complete some things, I will definitely accompany you." Yuan Zheng's voice was also choked.

Just as the two hugged each other and cried.

A slight evil spirit jumped out of Yuan Zheng's body.

This evil spirit was something that Yuan Zheng himself didn't know.

The evil spirit seemed to have a target. After visiting Fangyuan, he went up against the air and rushed into the Heavenly Palace of All Things.

The huge bead swirled in the center of the Wanxiang Heavenly Palace, and this evil energy rushed in without hesitation.

Bang!

Just as the evil spirit approached, the whole body of the Wanxiang Orb suddenly flashed, and the evil spirit suddenly hissed and rebounded back.

"I just knew that the Evil God of Baqi is not that simple, but you just thought that Mr. Yuan was simple."

An illusory soul body appeared above the Wanxiang Pearl, which was Yuan Wuji's earth soul.

This evil spirit was shocked to find something wrong and wanted to escape, but there was an extra figure behind him, which was Yuan Wuji himself.

"The clone transformed from a wisp of evil energy wants to find out the secret of this young master, whether it is too shallow to see this young master."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yuan Wuji reached out to press down. It seemed that the sun in his palm emitted a bright white light. The evil spirit churned violently in the white light, and there was an evil dragon roaring, but it was soon destroyed under the hot light, and the hoarse roar passed with the wind.

And a moment when the evil energy was destroyed, under Shiliu Island thousands of miles away, the evil energy of the Eight God suddenly became restless. One of the dragon heads suddenly opened his eyes, and a female voice echoed underground. "The evil energy has been destroyed, and I have the courage to weave my heart and like this person the most. You have made me more and more interested."

The evil and charming voice was filled with excitement and bloodthirst.

The only female soul of the Evil God of Eight, with a charming and ghostly temperament, murderous and vicious, and his technique is no less than the other six souls. He has no feelings and likes to abuse and kill and play with it.

Obviously, the meaning she values ​​is not very beautiful.

Compared to Chi Luo who Ye Zhu, he was appointed by him, the disaster he had chosen to win was much more miserable.

Although the lives of Baichuan Linghua are placed in the other side of the flower and become a demon, they can eventually communicate with Chi Luo and linger.

The soul of Dong Yuesheng, the mother who has suffered thousands of disasters, is placed in the bell, unable to talk or meet. She can only listen to the bell and quietly realize, miss, and fantasizes that her mother is still entrusting herself with her.

In the Tianxiang Heavenly Palace, the extinction of evil energy did not produce any ripple, and Yuan Wuji's purpose in this trip was not for evil energy.

Instead, he once again obtained the opportunity to extract immortal martial arts and obtained the available objects to cultivate the divine body, so he returned.

Of course, another purpose is to see your own children.

After so long, I still hugged them with my own hands when they were just born. Although he could often see them through the Earth Soul, he felt different in the end.

When Yuan Zheng and Man Li were reunited in another courtyard.

Hongchen Xue also made a piano with her hand in her garden.

After these days of recovery, postpartum weakness has been overcome, and the face is radiant.

The white velvet shawl and the simple and elegant long skirt are less heroic and childish, more dignified, and truly have the temperament of being a mother.

The quiet sound of the piano echoes in the garden, rockery, flowing water, birds singing, and insect hissings all become part of the song, harmonious and natural.
Chapter completed!