Chapter 244
The scenery beside the misty bridge is becoming increasingly vibrant.
On the bridge, several figures could be faintly seen on their way to be reincarnated. The ghost messengers, having finished their tasks, naturally chatted for a few moments:
"After Granny Meng returned, things became much easier."
"Although she is fierce, she can keep the spirits of this place in check."
"But have you heard?"
"The rebellion in the demon realm has been quelled, and the Nine-Tailed Fox clan now holds the throne."
The Demon Realm and the Monster Realm are two places in the Six Realms that are constantly at odds. Because the people of the two races are brave and good at fighting, the war has never stopped for thousands of years.
One of the ghost messengers spoke up out of curiosity:
"But wasn't the previous royal family the Chongming clan?"
"The Nine-Tailed Fox clan has never liked to meddle in the affairs of the demon realm, so why is it overthrowing the rule of the Chongming clan now?"
After the great war, the demon race was also drawn into that seemingly endless catastrophe. After the war ended, only three major forces remained in the demon realm:
The Nine-Tailed Fox Clan, the Kong Xuan Clan, and the Chongming Bird Clan.
I heard that the Chongming Bird clan and the Kongxuan clan fought to the death for the position of Demon King, and it seemed that a great war between the demon races was about to break out. In the end, it was the Nine-Tailed Fox clan leader who intervened.
The position of Demon King thus fell to the Chongming Bird clan.
It seems quite strange that the nine-tailed fox has regained control of the kingdom.
An experienced old ghost messenger stepped forward:
"You just don't understand."
"Do you know who the current patriarch of the Nine-Tailed Fox clan is?"
"We don't know," the ghost messengers said, full of curiosity.
"The underworld and the demon realm have no connection, so how do you know who the current patriarch of the nine-tailed fox clan is?" another slightly inexperienced ghost messenger asked.
Amidst the voices of the younger ghost messengers, the old ghost messenger finally raised his head and said:
"That's a disciple of the Celestial Venerable."
Upon hearing this, the others suddenly realized what he meant.
After all, in these six realms, there is only one person who can be called a Celestial Venerable.
The old ghost messenger continued:
"Qilian Zhi of the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan was a disciple of the former Immortal Venerable."
The inexperienced ghost messenger, seizing the opportunity, asked again:
"But isn't the Immortal Venerable currently traveling through the Six Realms?"
"You're too young to know." The old ghost messenger had lived for hundreds of years, and he had just happened to hear some things about what happened in the immortal realm.
"That happened hundreds of years ago."
"The reason why the various sects in the Immortal Realm are in decline today is because a demon that could wreak havoc on the six realms appeared back then."
"In order to protect the six realms, the various sects of the Immortal Realm joined forces to drive away that demon, but the demon was born of heaven and earth and was extremely evil, and it still managed to escape from the many obstacles."
"After this incident, all sects suffered heavy losses."
"And the Immortal Venerable has been traveling through the Six Realms for a hundred years, all for the sake of slaying that one demon."
The old ghost messenger, having said this, also sighed:
"These people from the immortal realm are truly righteous."
The ghost messengers were also nearly caught off guard and sighed in disbelief.
At that moment, a sudden burst of laughter rang out:
"Since demons are born from heaven and earth, they should stand between heaven and earth."
"If there were a greater cause, why would they execute him?"
"That's a monster, after all..."
The old ghost messenger was about to retort when he turned around and saw the misty ghost robe the newcomer was wearing, and immediately stopped talking:
"Lord Meng..."
"Grandma Meng..."
........
The ghost messengers were terrified when they saw Ying Ning. Perhaps fearing that a snake whip would strike at any moment, they immediately prostrated themselves on the ground and carefully shut their mouths.
Here, it is some distance from the Bridge of Helplessness, and the towering pillars on both sides seem to stretch into the distance.
Behind the burning pillar, the snow shadows are hidden.
Bai Xie stood behind the pillar, not revealing himself, but stopped walking with great interest.
He heard a soft, airy voice:
"The Immortal Realm is truly a hypocrite."
Upon hearing this, Bai Xie's azure eyes flickered, and his smile vanished.
The ghost messengers left the place tremblingly, not knowing how they had offended Lady Meng Po. They could only remind themselves to be careful with their words and actions in the future.
They no longer mentioned the celestial realm in front of Meng Po.
Silence returned to the area, and Bai Xie, who had been hiding behind the Burning Heaven Pillar, suddenly revealed himself.
He and Ying Ning didn't have much interaction before, and he didn't know if it was Ji Liang's words that bothered him, but Bai Xie leaned closer and smiled:
"Granny Meng is in a bad mood today."
His hair was snow-white, and his lips were upturned in a smile.
"If these little devils offend the old woman, I will send them down to have a go."
"Lord Bai is as kind-hearted as ever."
Bai Xie seemed oblivious to the sarcasm in Ying Ning's words. He shook the white-tailed fan in his hand, his slightly sharp fingertips gleaming coldly.
The white-tailed fan in his hand was quite peculiar.
A gentle shake sends a rush of water mist through your face.
Bai Xie raised his white-tailed fan to cover half his face, then bent down close to Ying Ning and spoke with feigned concern:
"It is perfectly acceptable for Granny Meng to discuss the sects of the immortal realm in the underworld."
"Just don't say that in other places."
Yingning flicked the long sleeves of her ghost robe:
"Since I took on the role of Meng Po, I have never left the underworld."
"Lord Bai is overthinking it."
"No, no." Bai Xie shook his fan, and a few drops of mist eventually landed on his sharp eyebrows and eyes.
He straightened up:
"Has Grandma ever heard of Huang Ling?"
No.
“When the Six Realms were in chaos, the Primordial Phoenix was born. Upon its birth, the Primordial Phoenix held karmic fire in its mouth, which dispelled the miasma of the Six Realms, but it accidentally burned down the chaotic sky.”
Bai Xie's voice was melodious and pleasant. Listening to him speak was like watching an ancient scroll unfold, with each stroke depicting the chaotic scene of the Six Realms.
"Karmic fire? This must be the origin of the Phoenix Clan's Heaven-Burning Karmic Fire," Ying Ning said.
"Yes," Bai Xie continued.
"That phoenix traveled through the six realms and eventually perished on the Wenyu Tree in the divine realm."
“And Huangling is a branch of the Wenyu Tree in the Divine Realm.”
Bai Xie paused here, his gaze lingering on Ying Ning:
"The Palace Master has decreed that after a century of turmoil in the human realm, the souls of the dead have formed a small world on the edge of the underworld, which may bring disaster in the future."
"And now, the matter of Huang Ling came from the demon realm."
"If we can obtain the Phoenix Spirit, we can easily dispel the dead souls."
Ying Ning tilted her head slightly, and Bai Xie caught a faint scent of spider lilies emanating from her. He heard her speak:
"Master Bai."
"The matter of Huangling is not related to the Naihe Bridge."
Bai Xie fanned his tail fan, dispersing the lingering fragrance:
"The Palace Master has decreed that the matter of Huang Ling is of utmost importance."
Bai Xie's gaze was quite meaningful.
"A trip to the demon realm."
"That is you and me."
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The main palace of the demon realm.
The Chongming Bird clan particularly enjoys the waters of the Qiongchi Pond, where the water is clear and pristine.
Beside the Qiongchi Pond, beneath the Luoshu tree.
A long, well-defined hand made a hand seal, and several leaves formed an umbrella shape, shielding the person on the recliner from the scorching sun.
Beneath the leaves, a face as beautiful as jade was faintly revealed. He was half-asleep on a recliner, wearing a crimson robe, his long black hair still casually draped over his shoulders.
The nine-tailed fox's face was like an ink painting, with lust hidden in its eyes.
Qi Lianzhi originally thought that this day was just another ordinary day in the last hundred years.
In the blink of an eye.
The barrier of the demon realm trembled slightly.
The fallen leaves scattered all over the ground, and no matter how hard they searched, they could not find the person in the crimson robe.
*
At the barrier of the demon realm.
Two figures, one in white and one in gray, walked one after the other.
"Grandma Meng, are you feeling well?" Bai Xie asked, fanning himself.
"Why is this demon realm so hot?"
Bai Xie at this moment showed no trace of a ghost messenger; instead, he resembled a mortal, muttering about the blazing sun of the demon realm.
"Lord Bai is not a wandering ghost, why should he be afraid of this scorching sun?"
Bai Xie opened his mouth:
“Grandma, I’m only now realizing that perhaps we’ve been in the underworld for too long. Coming out here is like two rats in a ditch seeing the light of day.”
He jokingly said in a deliberately serious tone:
"Is there a monster that eats rats?"
No sooner had Bai Xie finished speaking than a voice, neither male nor female, rang in Ying Ning's ear:
There are no monsters that eat rats.
"For catching mice."
"There is one."
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