Chapter 39 Gu Technique Therefore, it is Gu technique.

Hua Xun was very happy.

Although the deity said "unless something unexpected happens," just as he said "gods do not need to eat," he never refused when she brought him congee and pastries. For Hua Xun, this was tantamount to a tacit acquiescence.

Thinking that he could descend to the mortal realm again and go with the complete God-King, who would no longer need to leave behind most of his consciousness, Hua Xun felt overjoyed for many days in a row, feeling lonely and isolated on White Mist Cliff.

Since returning, Hua Xun has resumed his daily routine of going to the Divine Lord's Palace to practice spells and magic, and watching interesting events of the human race together in the recording mirror.

Every time Hua Xun went to the God's palace on time, she would see the God sitting behind his desk, quietly turning the pages of a book.

That day, Hua Xun felt she had wronged Liu Huo, so she got up early and made several plates of pastries for it herself.

Therefore, her journey to the God's palace was delayed by nearly an hour compared to usual.

As soon as Hua Xun stepped out of the inner palace, she saw that the Divine Lord was not sitting behind his desk reading a book today, but instead standing quietly at the palace gate, his robes fluttering.

Hua Xun quickened her pace and rushed to the Divine Lord: "Have you been waiting long, Divine Lord?"

The deity lowered his eyes, smiled, and shook his head: "Not at all."

After saying that, he returned to his desk and, as usual, picked up the book he hadn't finished reading before.

Hua Xun watched the God's actions. They were so ordinary, yet when he did them, they were so pleasing to the eye.

Even after sitting opposite the deity, Hua Xun still felt a pounding in her heart. She picked up the paper and pen beside her, but found it difficult to calm down and write the mantra.

She thought for a moment, then carefully picked up her pen and wrote the four characters "Chang Sang Jiu Qing" on the paper.

But after finishing writing it, he felt it was extremely rude to write the god's name directly, so he quickly crossed it out.

"Why was it crossed out?" the God-King asked in confusion.

Hua Xun froze, looked up, her ears turning red: "You saw it?"

“My name,” the deity said with a smile, staring at the four characters she had written, “is rarely mentioned by anyone.”

Hua Xun thought that everyone in the Three Realms called him "Divine Lord" and chimed in, "Everyone in the Three Realms believes that calling the Divine Lord by his full name is a great disrespect and will incur the wrath of the gods."

At this point, she blinked and asked, "Will the God be angry?"

The deity looked at her, his voice tinged with helplessness: "A name is just a title."

Hua Xun knew the God wouldn't be angry, so she wasn't surprised by the answer. What intrigued her more was something else: "Does the God like it when others call you by your name?"

The deity seemed to be pondering seriously. After a moment of silence, he sighed softly, "So many years have passed, I have long since grown accustomed to hearing 'deity'."

Hua Xun paused, then suddenly remembered the divine lord's mention of his mother goddess: "Was the name Changsang Jiuqing given to you by your mother goddess? What kind of goddess is she?"

When Hua Xun uttered the four characters "Chang Sang Jiu Qing," she suddenly felt a strange sense of taboo and excitement.

It was as if simply reciting the name of the Divine Lord was a form of blasphemy.

The deity had not heard anyone mention his mother goddess for far too long. His eyes seemed to be in a daze. After nearly ten thousand years, he opened up his vast and boundless memories for the first time and recalled the events of that year.

"The Mother Goddess's name is Xi Hua, and she was once the most powerful god among the gods," the God-King said with a smile, his voice as gentle as a clear spring. "She is very gentle."

At the time of his birth, the Mother Goddess personally taught him how to manipulate divine power and control his desires.

On his birthday, a rainbow of light will be cast across the sky, summoning a hundred phoenixes to sing in unison.

He will take him to see all walks of life and witness the suffering of the people;

She would also take him to see waterfalls, silver rivers, cliffs, and ravines when he was feeling down about it...

Until the Three Realms were thrown into chaos, she led the gods to slaughter fallen gods and suppress demons and beasts. Afterwards, she refined her three souls and transformed them into the divine tree Jianmu, spreading her immortal energy throughout the Three Realms.

Hua Xun listened blankly.

The deity's voice was like a slowly unfolding scroll, gentle and soothing, telling the story in a leisurely manner.

As she listened, tears welled up in Hua Xun's eyes.

She, and even few beings in the Three Realms, knew that it was the Divine Lord Xihua who transformed his soul into the Divine Tree Jianmu, drawing spiritual energy down to the mortal realm.

"Why are you crying?" The deity gently raised his hand, and a point of golden light caught the teardrop on the girl's cheek.

Hua Xun felt the gentle touch on her cheek and shook her head: "I just think that Xi Hua is very sacred and noble, and the Three Realms should remember her sacrifice."

The Divine Lord smiled: "The Three Realms remember the beginning, but ten thousand years have passed, dynasties have changed hands nearly a hundred times, and immortals and demons have changed hands several times. Those ancient gods have gradually been forgotten by time."

“But you are still alive,” Hua Xun said quietly.

Thankfully you're still alive.

Hua Xun did not say this.

"Ten thousand years from now, people will forget me just as they have forgotten the Mother Goddess," the God-King replied peacefully.

Hua Xun felt extremely sad when she thought of the world forgetting the God. She raised her head and said seriously, "As long as I am alive, I will not forget the God."

Jiuqing paused slightly, looking at the girl's serious expression, and suddenly felt a little curious: "Do you have any family?"

Hua Xun paused for a moment, then shook her head: "When I opened my eyes, I only saw a few black eggs that had fallen from the tree. Their shells were all broken. I was lucky to have survived."

"later……"

At this point, Hua Xun shut her mouth.

"Hmm?" The deity looked at her.

Hua Xun pursed her lips and smiled awkwardly: "Later, someone told me that from now on he would be my family."

“But that ‘home’ only lasted for ten years.”

The god's smile faded.

He knew that the person she was referring to was the Demon Lord Baili Sheng.

“But things are different now,” Hua Xun quickly perked up, “I have a divine lord now.”

The deity snapped out of his daze, met the girl's smiling face, and was about to say something when he sensed a slight movement in his sea of ​​consciousness.

"Divine Lord?" Hua Xun called out to the Divine Lord when he saw his expression turn slightly serious.

The deity regained his senses: "The earth spirit of Luohe has appeared in the world. We will stop here today and descend to the mortal realm tomorrow."

Hua Xun's eyes lit up.

Nothing unexpected happened these days, which meant that the complete God-King would accompany him on his journey to the mortal realm.

Thinking of this, Hua Xun nodded vigorously: "Then I'll go back and prepare properly."

The deity nodded and then stood up.

Hua Xun walked out, but when he looked back, he saw the image of the Divine Lord standing alone in the main hall. He recalled the unusual dazed look on the Divine Lord Xi Hua's face when he mentioned him earlier, and quickly walked back.

The deity asked in bewilderment, "How..."

Before he could finish speaking, the girl hugged him tightly.

Unlike before, she didn't wrap her arms around his waist, but leaned against him dependently.

Instead... she tiptoed, hugged the back of his neck, and leaned against his left shoulder.

An intimate hug, brief and swift.

The girl's breath quickened, brushing against his ear before disappearing in an instant: "I'll head back now, Lord."

After saying that, he hurriedly ran away.

Shenjun Jiuqing remained standing in place, his slender figure slightly bent over due to the girl's earlier action of embracing the back of her neck.

After a long while, he straightened up, turned around and walked towards the high platform. His figure transformed into stars and vanished instantly, then gradually solidified on the lotus platform.

The god lowered his eyes and focused his gaze.

Two months ago, when I first returned to White Mist Cliff, the scene under the peach blossom tree once again entered my mind.

The girl, who had transformed into human form, gazed at him quietly before slowly approaching him.

At that time, he saw that she was uncomfortable, and he assumed that it was because she was a young girl's curiosity about intimacy, her dependence on him, and the feelings aroused by the Spirit Rhinoceros Gu, which made her unable to control herself. Therefore, he couldn't bear to expose her and indulged her.

But now, that overly tight hug just now has inadvertently revealed something.

Deep within his sea of ​​consciousness, the Lingxi Gu, heavily enveloped by divine power, seemed to sense the movement of the Yin Gu and began to surge.

A long sigh escaped from the depths of the deity's heart. He slowly closed his eyes, recited the mantra of tranquility, and fell into deep meditation.

His mind instantly went blank.

White mist, white palace.

The Divine Lord knew that this was the Jade Kun Divine Palace where he had stayed for ten thousand years.

The Jade Kun Divine Palace before Hua Xun appeared.

Quiet, deathly still.

However, in the next instant, at the edge of the cliff, several delicate yet resilient little flowers gradually grew without roots, their colorful blossoms swaying in the wind.

Thousands of peach trees gradually grow from withered branches into colorful peach trees, with peach blossoms covering the land and stretching for thousands of miles.

A gentle breeze blows, and petals flutter down.

A young girl dressed in a light green ruqun sat on a peach branch, swinging her legs, the tassels on her embroidered shoes swaying slightly.

A man dressed in white stood under the tree, tilting his head slightly upward.

His large hand gripped the back of the girl's head like a shackle, like the morning sun touching a dewdrop. His rapid breath sprayed onto the corner of her lips as he kissed her lips.

On the lotus platform, the god, whose eyes were tightly closed, suddenly opened them.

Within his sea of ​​consciousness, the Lingxi Gu, imprisoned in a corner, pulsed more and more restlessly, trying to break free from the divine power's encirclement.

The superfluous emotions in the god's eyes gradually dissipated.

Therefore, it is a form of Gu poison.

*

Hua Xun slept soundly all night.

She had already decided that after descending to the mortal realm, she would first take the God-King to experience the everyday life of the human race.

The deity stayed on the empty White Mist Cliff every day for ten thousand years, a time of utter loneliness.

Once the Earth Soul of Lord Luohe is found, there's no need to rush back to White Mist Cliff; you can enjoy yourself in the lower realm.

The next day, Hua Xun woke up early and carefully styled her hair into two buns, tying them with a ribbon of the same color as her dress. After thinking for a moment, she then inserted a string of swaying jade beads into her hair.

As soon as I stepped out of the room, I saw Liu Huo lazily nestled in his little bed.

"Liu Huo, I'm leaving again. Don't worry, I'll definitely remember to bring you something delicious this time," Hua Xun promised.

Liu Huo lazily glanced at her, then snorted and turned over, his back to her.

Hua Xun: "..."

Emerging from the palace, Hua Xun skipped excitedly towards the edge of the cliff: "My Lord, we..."

The cheerful sounds abruptly ceased when they saw the figures already waiting there.

The deity gazed at her, a smile as gentle as moonlight, the same smile that always graced his lips, but…

The divine light surrounding him faded, revealing that he was still an avatar of the God-King.

Perhaps the deity forgot to remove his illusions in front of her, because at this moment, his appearance was as ordinary as when she first saw him, as if shrouded in a layer of mist that made people unconsciously ignore him, and he was easily forgotten.

"It's time to set off," the deity said quietly.

Hua Xun nodded, took a few steps forward, then stopped and turned to look at the distant palace.

The jade-white palace stands majestically, like a god sitting on a temple platform.

Silence reigned.

"Hmm?" the deity asked in a loud voice.

Hua Xun snapped out of her daze and forced a smile: "...Here I am."

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Author's note: New map - Demon race.

Copywriting is on the agenda (doge)