They guessed wrong.
The barriers of the three areas of mortals, spirits and gods were set up by the five gods themselves. For them, it was like walking through a gauze curtain, which they could just lift gently. If there was any unusual movement in the mortal world, she could come back at any time, and it would be useless to drive them away.
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Southern Yan Kingdom, Aimeng Mountain Tree House Village.
"Senior Sister, with Cang Mo here, I can't control those mortals at all." Caiyi rubbed her shoulders, leaning tiredly on the vines and swinging, and asked lazily: "What's the point of doing this? It would be better to just capture Chaoyang's relatives and force her to hand over the origin of the sacred tree."
These days, she had to hide from Cang Mo's "prying eyes" during the day, and at night she had to go and help mortals break the spell of forgetfulness, and then run back to report the situation. She was so tired that her wings were about to break.
"Using someone she cares about to force someone, wasn't that done a thousand years ago? Does it work?" Ji Zhu said slowly as she was mending the fence under the eaves.
"They erased the memories of mortals simply because they didn't want anyone to know about Chaoyang's existence. Knowing the existence of gods has both advantages and disadvantages, but for them, the disadvantages are greater..."
"But as soon as those people got there, Cang Mo erased their memories, so they couldn't get in the way at all." Cai Yi spread her hands, "It's completely useless."
"It's useful." Ji Zhu inserted the last cane, "I want them to come to me on their own initiative."
Caiyi blinked. "I've been hiding, how did they know where we are? Do you want me to go back and tell him where we are now?"
Jizhu smiled slightly, "You've been exposed."
The reason why Cang Mo can stand beside Ye He and become another master of the divine world is not just because he knows a few formations.
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Dongwu, Wutong Courtyard of the General’s Mansion.
Under the Phoenix tree, a young man was meditating with his eyes closed. A petal brushed across his eyelashes, and his eyelids trembled slightly. He opened his eyes.
"Found it."
Rong Chaoxi took away the petals and asked, "Where is it?"
"In the Aimeng Mountains of Southern Yan, there are at least six Golden Immortals who have not yet sunk into the depths of the world."
"So many?" Rong Chaoxi was surprised. "Are they all Golden Immortals? Are they still maintaining their cultivation?"
"I don't know your exact level of cultivation." Han Qinmo said, "Your physical body is above the Golden Immortal level. It seems to be a small village filled with spiritual energy. It is the same mountain range where your original body was originally located."
Rong Chaoxi was puzzled: "My true form?"
Han Qinmo: “…”
"The true form of the sacred tree." He stood up and sat down at the table, drinking a sip of tea to hide his guilty conscience.
In his heart, no matter which life, morning and night are the same morning and night. He said it casually, but the little girl is always easy to fool.
"I saw Gintō and Gintōki, your friends."
"Really? Are they okay?" Rong Chaoxi jumped in front of him, supported his knees, and asked with her little face tilted up: "Has Atong grown taller? Has Amu gained weight? Is their Tongxin Life-Binding Gu still alive?"
Han Qinmo smiled softly and pinched the little ball on her head. "I don't know if Tongxin Qianming is still alive, but Yintong raised a lot of poisonous insects for you. Each one is very plump, not much different from the spiritual insects in the divine realm."
"Slurp..." The little girl's saliva flowed out. When she was a child, her parents didn't allow her to eat insects, so she gave up. But she was a bird in her previous life and couldn't control herself.
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The tenth day of September is an auspicious day for offering sacrifices and praying for blessings. The ceremony of enthroning the prince is held today.
In front of the Golden Throne Hall, there were long red silk steps and majestic bells, chimes and drums. Han Qinmo, wearing an apricot-yellow python robe and walking in square steps, walked into the hall under the gaze of everyone.
The eunuch sang loudly, the bells rang, and the emperor looked at his son with tears in his eyes.
He was born prematurely, so tiny that two hands could hold his entire body. He was frail from childhood, and at the age of one, he was predicted not to live past twenty. He was constantly immersed in medicine, and he wished he could bear the excruciating pain of the Ghost Festival every year.
Just when I thought I would have to bury my young one, everything changed when Rong Chaoxi was born.
He attended Chaoxi's full moon banquet, and when he came back he hugged the queen and cried. He thought the child had suffered some injustice, but he said that he was afraid of death and afraid of leaving his father and mother.
He had always been calm and easygoing, handling things with composure and composure, and had not shown such a fragile expression since he was three years old. At that moment, his heart was struck hard. He thought of the Queen and his first child, who only stayed in this world for three days, and the second child who also had a short life.
His child, a descendant of a noble family, should not suffer such pain, so he searched for famous doctors in various countries, hoping for a miracle.
A miracle really happened. He only spent half a day with Chaoxi, and his spirits improved several times, but the "pain" of the Ghost Night was still unresolved.
Three years ago, he nearly died on the night of the Ghost Festival. He couldn't even stand up, and he didn't even dare touch his body. He was afraid it was cold, and he wanted to faint like the queen. But he was the emperor, the father, the pillar of the family. He couldn't faint. As long as he was still breathing, he had to save him...
Chaoxi came, she stabilized the deteriorating situation, she had a way to save him.
He left and didn't see his son for two years. Fortunately, he came back with a healthy son, who was also a god. How could he be so worthy as to have two gods as his children?
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..." The imperial edict had been read out before Fuling gently pushed him, "Your Majesty, it's time to affix the imperial seal to the imperial edict."
"Okay, okay..." The emperor wiped his eyes, picked up the jade seal, and carefully stamped the red seal on the bright yellow booklet.
"The bounty list for the crown prince..."
The eunuch wanted to take the prince's seal and golden book away, but the emperor waved his hand and personally stood up to deliver them to the prince.
Han Qinmo lifted his robe and knelt down, raising his hands above his head to take the tray.
"The ceremony is over..." Two clear and beautiful long calls drowned out the eunuch's singing, and the palace maids' shouts came from outside the hall.
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