Chapter 107 Chapter 107 "Nirvana."
In the flames rising into the sky, the huge wings stretched out freely.
A powerful force penetrated the heart of the tree like a strong wind. At first it was just a shadow, but then the shape of the phoenix became clearer and clearer.
The world is at your feet, with the sun and the moon standing side by side.
Its feathers fluttered and its calls were clanging.
It couldn't wait to rush towards the sky, wanting to announce its nirvana and rebirth to the entire land.
It was not until the sharp phoenix beak hit the blue-green divine restriction and it felt an unclear pain that the fanaticism in its eyes disappeared.
It returned to human will, and after another spin, it slowly landed on the ground, and its phoenix feathers fell off one by one.
The flawless female body condensed and was reborn in the fairy light, and her naked skin appeared as white as ivory.
A hand painted with bright red nail polish stretched out from the chaos, and then with a casual clench of the hand, a gorgeous red dress in the void poured down like a waterfall.
The clothes automatically wrapped around Jiuzhao's body, and she walked barefoot onto the platform.
Standing in the Primordial Fire that spread all around with the Phoenix Sacred Tree as the center, she spread her arms, closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
She was delighted with the long-lost freedom. The fire that once burned her skin and bones had now become so approachable.
They surrounded Jiu Zhao affectionately, sometimes kissing her long hair, and sometimes turning into a strand of hair on the hem of her skirt.
Jiu Zhao felt an unprecedented sense of peace.
She raised her arm, and the red line on her wrist faded, symbolizing that her contract with Wu Zhu had been dissolved and she was no longer restrained.
Jiu Zhao did not relax. She used her magical power to disperse all her spiritual consciousness, sinking it into her body, carefully checking the situation in every place.
After confirming that there was nothing unusual and Wu Zhu had not planted any other hidden dangers in her body, she tossed and turned, trying to detect the demonic energy in her heart meridian.
Once the inner demon is formed, it will not disappear as the power grows.
This negative product of cognition will only grow stronger and cannot be eliminated unless one truly achieves enlightenment one day. That is why in the past, before the separation of immortals and demons, so many people would rather give up some of their emotions and memories and seal their inner demons in the Sunless Abyss.
But as long as I'm alive, that's fine.
What awaits me is the long years of the future, which will last for tens of millions of years. As long as no one tempts me, I can always keep them within a controllable range.
Having experienced a real life-and-death situation, Jiu Zhao has become more open-minded about many things.
She looked up at the tall trunk of the Phoenix Tree and guessed that Wu Zhu must be dead.
Although she was deprived of her five senses and fell into a deep sleep at that time, the violent vibration of the divine power hitting her dantian could still be vaguely felt.
Her plan succeeded.
Wu Zhu did fall in love with her, and was willing to sacrifice himself to break the sealed divine power and help her achieve nirvana.
Jiu Zhao remained silent, not knowing what to think.
She raised her hand and placed it against the bark, communicating with the primordial fire within. After a short while, she received a response that the heart of the tree was no longer alive.
As early as when Wu Riyuan blocked the thunder tribulation for her for a whole night, Wu Zhu was already dead in the eyes of all beings in the three realms.
They have been entangled for a hundred years and have been scheming against each other for a hundred years.
Even though he released the divine power for her, he also planted hidden evil in her body.
And the poison of the submandibular bead, which is unknown whether it really exists.
Wu Zhu's various contradictory behaviors gradually blurred the simple and clear relationship of enemies.
Sanqingtian betrayed him first, and then he betrayed Sanqingtian.
He chopped off the heads of countless immortal soldiers, but was blinded by his Father God and imprisoned in the Sunless Abyss, suffering endless torture for thousands of years.
He almost killed her, causing her to lose her second natal feather, and she tricked him into falling in love with him, which resulted in him being killed without a burial place.
When the dust settled, Jiu Zhao suddenly realized that when faced with the news of his death, he lost his hatred and was left with only confused sadness.
Is this wrong?
Is this Wu Zhu's fault alone?
Even though she was the crown prince of Sanqingtian, she could not say to Wu Zhu, "This is all your fault."
“Thank you for your love.”
She moved gently, stroking the rough bark and whispering to herself, "Actually, what I said to you in our last conversation before I died wasn't entirely false. I see so much hidden darkness and injustice in you..."
"If the evil people who oppressed you are still alive, I swear, I will avenge you -
"I swear that from now on, bloodline will no longer be the criterion for judging a person's reliability and nobility. I will do my best to build a Sanqingtian that is clearer, more open and inclusive, and where those who are innocent will no longer be oppressed."
After she finished speaking, she clasped her hands together and bowed deeply.
He turned and left without any regrets.
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Leaving the holy land surrounded by the divine power barrier, Jiu Zhao suddenly saw a small wooden house.
It stands abruptly above the scorched earth.
The appearance is extremely simple, as if someone had to live here temporarily and built it hastily.
Who is here, guarding by order, or waiting for her return?
A nostalgic and apologetic figure emerged in Jiu Zhao's mind. Jiu Zhao had a more certain guess and trotted over quickly.
The door to the cabin was locked, but the lock unlocked automatically when it touched her fingers.
Jiu Zhao stood at the door, with a clear view of the entire room.
There were almost no furniture or decorations. There was a narrow bed near the window, with a pile of colorful clothes piled on it.
In the middle of the clothes, Zhu Yan was curled up, holding a red dress in his arms.
His thin body was moving slightly, and he seemed to be sleeping very soundly.
Jiu Zhao restrained his breath and walked over silently. When he looked carefully, he found that those clothes were all the ones he had left in Nanling.
According to legend, animals have nesting behavior.
The layers of branches and gravel will give them an incomparable sense of security.
Yan Lang must be like this because he misses her too much.
He built a wooden house next to the barrier, found so many clothes, and guarded himself day after day.
Jiu Zhao felt a warm feeling in his heart, but at the same time, a heavy sense of guilt inevitably spread.
In Fenghuangshu's heart, although she did that to protect herself, in the end, she let down Zhu Yan's sincere love.
Exhaling deeply, Jiu Zhao decided to confess to Zhu Yan after meeting with Father God and discussing the matter of Wu Zhu, in order to redeem herself from the mistake she had made. Regardless of whether Zhu Yan agreed or not, she would do her best to cure his weakness and let him live a healthy and happy life for the rest of his life.
Jiu Zhao originally wanted to leave, but when he saw the dark circles under Zhu Yan's eyes, he couldn't bear it and chose to stay for the time being.
She also needs to take some time to review the past and sort out her thoughts.
She sat on the edge of the bed, quietly accompanying Zhu Yan.
By the way, let’s review what we should say and do after meeting God the Father.
Not long after, the young man with a long breath suddenly began to breathe rapidly, muttering "Zhao Niang" and opening his eyes.
Jiu Zhao's much thinner face came into his eyes. His pupils dilated in surprise for a moment, and he sat up and put his hands on her shoulders.
"It's actually true." Feeling the skin beneath the fabric rebounding to his fingers, Zhu Yan squeezed it again in disbelief, and then he became incoherent, "I'm not dreaming, Zhao Niang, Zhao Niang, you're really back——"
"Yes, for forty-nine years."
Jiu Zhao hugged him back and said, "I promised you that I will come back."
Zhu Yan didn't speak for a moment, his jaw sunk into the crook of Jiu Zhao's neck. His body went from stiff to trembling, the amplitude increasing. Then, a moist warmth came over him: "Zhao Niang, I'm here. I've been waiting for you here for forty-nine years. I'm so scared, so scared that you'll never come back..."
The excitement of reunion after a long separation also made Jiu Zhao's eyes warm.
She listened to Zhu Yan's slightly choked narration and learned that ever since he received the immortal message that she had entered the tree heart, he vowed to wait until she returned after completing her cultivation and to be the first to meet her. So, ignoring Xing Yao's advice, he chose to build a wooden house and live on the edge of this desolate and scorched barrier.
Although he lived here, he also followed Jiu Zhao's instructions and cooperated with Xing Yao's treatment every day.
"Xingyao said that if you want to prolong your life, you must stay in the Changle Life Plate at all times and borrow divine power to nourish yourself." Jiuzhao examined him over and over again, saying distressedly, "Why are you so stupid? You insist on living in this shabby house. You look so haggard."
"If you were still in the Changle fate card, how would I have known about your Nirvana in the first place?"
Zhu Yan hugged her, tears welling up in his eyes, but he couldn't stop smiling, "Fortunately, fortunately, I finally got what I've been waiting for..."
The two hugged each other tenderly for a moment, and the emotions above them calmed down a little.
Jiu Zhao saw that he looked haggard but in good spirits, and temporarily felt relieved. However, he remembered the important matter of visiting the Divine Emperor, so he said to him, "Yan Lang, I have something to ask the Father. Please go back to Nanling and wait for me. When I return, I will discuss your treatment with Xing Yao."
"Do you want to see the Emperor?"
Zhu Yan hesitated slightly, but did not let go of her hand. "I'm afraid now is not the best time."
"Why?"
Jiu Zhao raised his eyebrows in confusion.
"Firstly, the repairs to the Heavenly Stairs have been completed. However, because you have never awakened from the tree's heart, several Golden Immortals have been delayed in Yunsheng World and have never returned to Sanqing Heaven to report. The Divine Bureau, unaware of the truth, has already sent people to inquire about you twice."
Having said this, Zhu Yan's expression clearly showed that he was unsatisfied.
He raised his eyes and quickly scanned Jiu Zhao's features. He tightened his grip on her hand, "Also, the Demon Lord Lan Qi from the Burning Sea has arrived. He's been staying at the Purple Palace for the past few days, discussing peace talks between the immortals and demons with the Emperor."
"What did you say?"
A name that was once extremely familiar but now seems extremely unfamiliar to me.
Jiu Zhao tilted his head, as if he didn't understand what Zhu Yan meant.
Zhu Yan did not avoid her gaze which changed from a brief moment of confusion to a gradually sharp one.
"Zhao Niang, I'm telling you, a few years after you retreated into the heart of the tree, the Burning Sea, led by the Demon Lord Lan Qi, broke out in war with our Sanqing Heaven. I don't know what kind of cultivation technique he mastered from somewhere, but his strength suddenly increased dramatically, and even the Fuxu Supreme God who was sent to suppress it was seriously injured.
"For decades, the war has been raging, with immortals and demons winning and losing alternately. It was only over a month ago that the Emperor personally led the army and won the final victory.
"Now that the two sides have reached a truce, to show sincerity, Lan Qi has personally visited Sanqing Heaven to discuss peace with the Emperor."
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