The throne of the Northern Emperor? !
Fuxi couldn't catch his breath and nearly coughed out his lungs, his face showing a look of great shock. After all, he was the first of the Four Emperors and the Lord of the North Pole, and how could he just throw away the title so easily?
Qi Wuhuo looked at Beiji Ziwei Emperor and asked in confusion: "Why?"
He said: "The position of honor is meaningless to me."
"If I want to get a high position, I can certainly rely on myself."
Beiji Ziwei Emperor said: "Yes, but at least you can control the power, which should be helpful for you to deal with the final calamity. As for me... you don't have to worry. I am not just a gift giver, but because of my trust."
"The Northern Emperor must be a role model for the six realms... I have guarded these six realms for five calamities."
"And now, I am going to look for her..."
"But this violates the agreement to kill Fuxi in the ancient times. I am not qualified to be the Imperial Lord. If you are willing, you can accept the title of Northern Emperor."
The Great Emperor Ziwei of the North Pole of the Central Sky looked at the stars in the sky and the vastness of the human world under the starlight. His expression calmed down, and the experiences of several kalpas passed by his eyes like flowing water, and finally returned to peace.
A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, like a long sword with a tough blade covered with blood, which finally faded away a little, revealing a hint of warmth, and he said: "I have returned."
"When are you getting married?"
Qi Wuhuo paused and said softly, "That depends on when the teachers will come back."
In fact, Qi Wuhuo didn't have to wait too long.
Only a few days had passed when Qi Wuhuo received a letter from his teacher, which stated that they would "come back" at that time. Although he had previously felt that it would take at least 20,000 years for a complete outbreak to occur, and that even in their prime they would not be able to do anything about the final calamity of the three Dao Ancestors, and that it would absolutely not bring any real danger to the three teachers, Qi Wuhuo still breathed a sigh of relief.
It seems that the teachers just went with the flow before...
Qi Wuhuo was thinking that Fuxi had gone to look for Queen Wa after his return, while Qi Wuhuo went to the Lingxiao Palace. The Jade Emperor was in a very good mood at the moment.
The Buddhist kingdom surrendered, the Tianshu Academy was uprooted, the judicial officials died in battle, and their souls were scattered.
The death of the most dangerous Emperor Gou Chen, the return of the Northern Emperor, the Zhenwu Guarding the Sky, and because of the previous internal struggles with himself, the Jade Emperor no longer had to focus on revenge against Fuxi. All of these made the Jade Emperor feel that he was now at the most heroic moment of his life, and at this time he saw the Zhenwu ** demon coming.
He immediately invited him over, and after chatting for a while, the Jade Emperor casually picked up a cup of tea and said:
"What's wrong?"
"Yujing, you haven't been practicing to stabilize your state for a while. How can you have the leisure to come to me today?"
The Great Emperor Zhenwu took a cup of tea and drank it, then placed the teacup casually on the table and said calmly:
"I'm getting married."
? !!!!
“Puff!! Cough cough cough——”
Zhang Xiaoyu spat out a mouthful of spiritual tea and coughed violently, almost coughing out his lungs. He stared at the Zhenwu demon who was sitting calmly in front of him, with his back straight even at this moment. He didn't come back to his senses for a long time and murmured, "This, so fast?"
Qi Wuhuo nodded: "Well, just saying."
Zhang Xiaoyu sighed and looked at the Taoist in front of him. He knew that his good friend would leave after a while. He was reluctant to let him go, but he also gave sincere blessings. He said, "Congratulations, Wuhuo. You have known each other since childhood and have been inseparable. This is the best."
"After your wedding, I will keep both your Zhenwu Palace and Zhenwu Mansion."
Zhang Xiaoyu's tone almost sounded as if the Taoist in front of him would never come back.
Qi Wuhuo held the tea, glanced at him, and replied: "I'm not leaving right away."
Zhang Xiaoyu let out a cry, and his emotions almost immediately took a sudden turn. His eyes lit up and he said, "Wuhuo, you're not leaving?!"
The Taoist looked into the distance and whispered to himself, "The final calamity has not yet been resolved. It is not yet time for me to retire."
He turned to look at Zhang Xiaoyu, smiled, and said, "We must support the six realms and break the final calamity of the six realms. That will be the time for you and me to say goodbye. However, the final calamity will be here for at least 20,000 years. I have to wait until my own realm is more stable and the time is right before there is a slight possibility to break this final calamity."
"Twenty thousand years? Twenty thousand years is good, haha, good!"
Zhang Xiaoyu was overjoyed.
Qi Wuhuo finished his tea and said, "Perhaps, it won't take 20,000 years."
"I'm leaving."
He brushed his sleeves, stood up and left. Zhang Xiaoyu was smiling. His mood today was really up and down. He was happy at the beginning and then fell to the bottom. But when he almost fell to the bottom, there was such a sudden change. He couldn't help but be happy and said, "Taibai, Taibai!"
Taibai Star Lord, who replaced the old Heavenly Lord, entered.
Zhang Xiaoyu said: "Go spread the word to all tribes and realms, and tell them that the Great Emperor Zhenwu is getting married..."
Taibai was surprised, and then a happy smile appeared on his face. If he was not still in the Lingxiao Palace, he would have picked up the wine pot and drank it. He couldn't stop smiling, cupped his hands, and said, "I understand, I will do it right away!"
Taibai had already walked out, and Zhang Xiaoyu paced back and forth under the Lingxiao Palace, but he said again: "No!"
"Taibai, come back!"
Taibai Jinxing entered and asked, "Does the Jade Emperor have any other instructions?"
Zhang Xiaoyu said: "No, it's not a message!"
"Draft an edict, draft an edict, and announce it to the six realms, saying that it is the wedding of the Heavenly Sovereign!"
This time the significance was much greater. Taibai Jinxing immediately understood the significance of the moment and bowed. However, before he could walk out this time, he was stopped. Zhang Xiaoyu waved his hand and said, "Forget it, forget it. I'll come in person..."
"The imperial decree is announced!"
On this day, the news that the Zhenwu Demon Emperor would be getting married soon spread throughout the six realms.
The World of All Spirits——
In the palace of the Lord of All Spirits, Huang Yao, a great demon saint with the blood of Fuxi, walked into the palace holding the decree from heaven. In the palace stood a very beautiful girl with gentle brows. She was wearing black clothes with fine gold lines and a fiery red mark on her brows.
The child who was called little weed when he was young has now become the commander of all spirits.
The Great Sage Huang Yao whispered, "Emperor."
"Um?"
Huang Yao looked at the beautiful woman in front of him, holding the jade slip in his hand, and said, "Do you still remember the Taoist priest from that year?"
"He's getting married."
Wedding?
The empress was slightly startled. Holding the jade slip, she seemed to have returned to the past, to the demon territory nearly a hundred years ago where there was endless strife, to that turbulent era where she didn't know when she would be killed, and to the young Taoist who stretched out his hand to her.
Like a brother, he is also a lifesaver.
The past years have never dimmed due to the passage of time. They are enough to exist forever in the whole heart. Until the end of this world, they can still be a shining memory in the bottom of the heart. The empress's expression became more gentle and kind, and she said: "Yes."
"Let's go together. Wan Ling has escaped from the rituals of the Demon King Tai Xiao. We should be grateful for the peace we have today."
"All spirits should celebrate this."
…
Among the Four Seas Dragon Clan, Cang Long flew into the air and laughed loudly: "Hahaha, great, great, there is a big wedding banquet, do you want to take out one of the sticks that suppressed the Four Seas and Guixu Land in ancient times as a gift?"
In the Western Buddhist country.
The contemporary Buddhists and the future Buddha Maitreya Bodhisattva should all go there with joy.
The human world——
Many old friends already knew about this, but they all responded in their own way.
The mighty King Li Zhai held a gun and looked at the letter sent by his friend. He smiled, stretched out his hand, and let the letter fall into the copper brazier in front of him, letting the flame lick the letter. It was snowing heavily, and he was wearing a black cloak with a calm expression.
The wife beside him watched the gold-stamped paper turn into ashes in the flames, hesitated for a moment, and then asked:
"Not going?"
Li Zhai laughed and said, "He and I were just friends of little consequence. Today, I have accomplished my mission, but my old friends have all passed away. They are the only ones left in this world to pass on the legacy of weapons. He wrote to me on his wedding day, which means he already considered me a good friend. I have already received his kindness."
"And on the day of his wedding, I raised a pot of wine to the moon and wished him a happy wedding from afar."
"As good friends, this is enough. Do we need anything else?"
"That's enough!"
His wife looked at her husband, and suddenly she seemed to be back in the past, the time when she escaped from home, and the young Taoist who saved her.
In a blink of an eye, so many years have passed.
…
On Fangcun Mountain, next to the large bluestone where we discussed Taoism in the past.
Tao Taigong, who had a hundred years to live in the past, is now finally old. As the land of a small town, he only has the cultivation level of the innate Qi in the human world. His realm, even with the identity of a god of the earth, is only two or three hundred years of life, and now he has reached the limit.
But he is very open-minded.
Having lived for so many years, having participated in the decisive battle between the demons and the earth gods at the Liangjie Mountain, and having experienced several major events afterwards, this old soldier of mine is still alive, and has made some contributions, in exchange for some spiritual objects. As for cultivation, this thing called cultivation, what can I do if I can't improve it?
At this moment, sitting under a very lush old tree, Tao Taigong smiled and told stories from the past.
The little deer spirits of that year are already quite old, but now there are new little deer spirits as well as some new and young mountain creatures. They surround the old man, staring with their bright eyes, listening to Grandpa Tao telling stories about the past.
When he had just been the God of Earth for more than a hundred years, he was living freely and unrestrainedly in the mountains and forests, calling his friends and chatting with them. Later, he met a young man who came out of this small town. At that time, he was only thirteen years old. Thirteen years old.
However, he practiced very quickly and soon his realm had made great progress.
Tao Taigong had told this story many times, but this time, the eyes of the other mountain spirits lit up and they said, "I know, I know!"
"It's the Great Emperor Zhenwu!"
"It's the Great Emperor Zhenwu!"
Tao Taigong stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, it was the Nine Heavens Yingyuan Zhenwu Zhentian Demon Great Emperor. At that time, he was still a thirteen-year-old child, you know? Thirteen years old, not yet here..."
Tao Taigong stretched out his hand, gestured beside him, and said, "It only goes up to here."
"Or, um, even lower."
Tao Taigong recalled the past and said with a smile: "He was very poor back then. There was no martial arts at that time. He had to go up the mountain to chop firewood and pick fruits, and then put them in a backpack and carry them down. It was not easy. Back then, it was different from now."
A little goblin muttered, "Grandpa Tao, you are here again, and you keep talking about the past. Also, do you really know the Great Emperor Zhenwu? Are you kidding us?"
He looked at Mr. Tao with suspicion.
Then he asked, "When was the last time you saw the Great Emperor Zhenwu?"
"Last time..."
Tao Taigong was stunned and couldn't help but be absent-minded. After the young man left the town at the foot of the mountain, he had already started to fight everywhere, constantly struggling between life and death. The last time they met was seventy years ago during the calamity between the demon clan and the earth god. He had become like this. The cycle of life and death was a common thing. He had already let it go. It was just that perhaps he would never see him again...
"Of course I know him."
A clear and gentle voice answered.
The creatures under the trees were startled. They didn't even notice who was there, but when several fruits fell, they subconsciously took the fruits. They looked up and saw a man in a black robe leaning over, with his hair tied up with a jade hairpin, a gentle brow, and the jade pendant hanging from his waist seemed to be able to guide the flow of yin and yang.
It seems to be integrated with this world, yet it has an aura as vast as the sky.
But Grandpa Tao was stiff. He opened his eyes wide and turned around slowly. He saw the protagonist of the story he had been telling for seventy years. He saw the young man's appearance when he grew up. He saw him standing there looking at him with a smile. He said gently, "Grandpa Tao, it's been a long time since we last met. You are still in good spirits."
Tao Taigong's eyes widened, and for some reason, they became moist. He said, "The Emperor still remembers me..."
The Taoist priest extended his hand to support him, saying, "Wuhuo will never forget me."
He turned around and saw the huge rock where he had preached in the past. Mr. Su had passed away several years ago, but Xiao Pengcao had replied and found the general of the tiger tribe, who was his old friend. Even the town behind had become much bigger and more prosperous.
Times have passed, the world has changed, and everything has changed, but it is just like this.
With a gentle look, he looked at Grandpa Tao and joked, "Grandpa Tao said he would quit drinking. Did he do it?"
Tao Taigong couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed, stroked his beard and smiled, saying:
"Back then, we did say we would give up drinking."
"But, but later I found that I couldn't achieve spiritual enlightenment by quitting drinking, so I simply gave up. I don't have much time left, and the road ahead is hopeless, so I might as well have a good time!"
Qi Wuhuo smiled slightly and said, "How about I give you a drink?"
Tao Taigong showed a rare sense of heroism and said with a smile: "Okay!"
"Emperor...Wuhuo, don't look at me like this, I can still drink quite well!! But what kind of wine is it?"
The Taoist pointed his finger toward the sky and said with a smile:
"I'm getting married."
He smiled gently and said, "Well, how about the wine under the Lingxiao Palace?"
Mr. Tao, who was nearing the end of his life, suddenly widened his eyes.
!!! ...
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The time has come, the name of Zhenwu ** the devil has shaken the heavens, since the Jade Emperor has given the order, all the immortals have come, from the Xuanming Sea in the north, to the Buddha Kingdom in the west, to the sons of the world in the east, to the Kingdom of All Spirits in the south, the Lord of All Spirits, all the holy gods in the sky, and all the immortals in the underworld, have come here!
You can see clouds moving, lotus flowers pure, the Great Sage soaring in the clouds, and the Yin God riding the wind.
All the veins of the earth gods, the ghost kings of all directions, the Vajra of the Buddhist kingdom, and the gods of humanity all gathered together.
Qingwei Tianzun of heaven, Zhentian Emperor.
The Great Demon Emperor Zhenwu and the Northern Emperor of the North Pole are happily married.
Today is the wedding!