Chapter 155 Chapter 155 "Perhaps the sacred tree has a spirit and can't bear to see me...
Once the Southern God King left, the position of person to input divine power into the God Emperor became vacant.
The deputy medical officer who temporarily took over the post of chief physician and was in charge of the treatment matters immediately came to Jiu Zhao for help.
Without divine power to continuously suppress the poison, Emperor Zuo's current state would only last for three days at most.
Time really does not allow people to hesitate.
In order to prevent the Three Pure Ones from withering away, Jiu Zhao suppressed his discomfort and tried to awaken the evil spirit in his body.
Unexpectedly, when the immortal power and the demonic energy connected—
The divine power that could not be released under normal circumstances actually flowed out through the gap in the seal created by the demonic energy, like a flood.
This unexpected surprise brightened Jiu Zhao's gloomy mood a little.
She used the method of awakening the demonic energy many times, and the thick seal around her dantian, like a wall, gradually dissipated.
After a few hours, the problem that had always troubled her was solved.
However, the troubles caused by taking shortcuts soon began to emerge.
That is, the demonic energy also melted into the divine power like a dissolved seal. The strands of blackness wrapped in the blue-green divine light that were originally distinguishable to the naked eye were no longer visible on the surface - but they could be deeply perceived by the immortal consciousness, and they were everywhere, infecting Jiu Zhao's pure body and veins inch by inch.
The evil spirit is becoming more and more closely aligned with her.
But I can't care about that right now.
The Nightmare Technique, which was abandoned by the demons due to its low lethality, is not difficult to learn.
Jiu Zhao recalled Lan Qi's techniques and movements, and after copying them a few times, he had mastered them.
Thinking of the repeated mistakes she made when she was young and just starting to learn the magic arts, and now that she is self-studying the demonic nightmare arts as if with divine help, she was silent for a moment.
After the most troublesome preparatory steps are completed, the next step is implementation.
According to the plan, Jiu Zhao intended to introduce a wisp of the God Emperor's consciousness into his own dream.
Then he separated his immortal consciousness and attached it to it. When it withdrew and returned to the spiritual platform, he disguised himself with the breath, passed through the divine power defense line, and quietly entered the sea of consciousness.
She had used this method on Lan Qi before, but was outmaneuvered by the young man who had already made plans.
It's inevitable to feel a little uneasy about trying again now.
If you want to make people lose the will to resist and willingly sink into the nightmare, the choice of dream images is very important.
Once upon a time, Lan Qi used the scenes of his interactions with the Queen of Gods, which made Jiu Zhao enter his dreams and linger there again and again.
And the God Emperor—
When Jiu Zhao was born, the Queen of Gods had just passed away, so the family of three had no memories together.
She pondered for several times, and finally chose the memory of the first time her father brought her into the inner realm of Changle's life card, and constructed it into a nightmare dream.
…
Everything is ready.
She once again dismissed the fairy officials and maids serving in the bedroom in the name of accompanying her father alone.
The God Emperor seemed to have aged a little.
Even though the deputy physician had assured him that there wouldn't be any major problems within three days, perhaps because of the bond between father and daughter, Jiu Zhao could still feel the invisible and colorless poison devouring his flesh and blood bit by bit, completely eroding his vitality, willpower, and even his soul.
If the plan fails, will you still follow the original decision and perform the life-overlapping technique for the Father God?
Jiu Zhao asked himself silently.
The affirmative answer soon appeared.
When she had lost almost everything, she no longer felt afraid of death.
However, she still felt a little unwilling to accept that she had not been exposed to the truth, had been kept in the dark, and had lost her life without knowing anything.
Gathering his scattered thoughts, Jiu Zhao sat down beside the God Emperor's bed.
Her slightly cool fingertips rested on his wrist, and she closed her eyes in meditation.
The whole dream was very short.
After all, her purpose was different from Lan Qi's. She just wanted to reduce the risk for Father God as much as possible.
When a wisp of immortal consciousness attached itself to the withdrawing divine consciousness, passed through the defensive restricted area of divine power, and returned to the spiritual platform of the God Emperor, Jiu Zhao woke up from a warm dream and suddenly saw his father lying unconscious on the bed, with a trace of moisture sliding down the corners of his eyes with fine lines on them.
It all happened so fast.
It was so fast that Jiu Zhao didn't have time to think, and her vision went black again.
After a snap of the fingers, the vast sea of consciousness belonging to the God Emperor covered the surrounding scene and slowly lit up before his eyes.
She succeeded.
It seemed as if Heaven was also merciful and fulfilling my wish.
The width of the sea of consciousness is directly proportional to one's strength.
The wider the space, the greater the spiritual power.
The God Emperor's sea of consciousness is several times more vast than Lan Qi's sea of consciousness that Jiu Zhao entered last time.
The vast divine power is like stars suspended in the air, with different brightness and intensity from far to near, from sparse to dense.
Jiu Zhao looked around and thought that if he wanted to check every one of them, it would probably take three days and three nights to finish.
With the experience from last time, she drove her spiritual consciousness towards the periphery, which symbolized the memories of long ago.
As the Lord of the Three Pure Ones, the Divine Emperor's life span is endless. He has witnessed the changes of mountains and rivers and the rotation of sun and moon throughout his life.
Many experiences that seem unforgettable enough to others are not taken seriously by him at all - only the spiritual consciousness that still shines brightly and refuses to dim after a long time has passed may be the truth that Jiu Zhao is trying so hard to find.
After an unknown amount of time, an indescribable light attracted Jiu Zhao's attention.
It is on the edge of distant memory, but it still flickers with light that illuminates a small part of the sea of consciousness.
The answer to the mystery may be this divine consciousness.
Taking a deep breath, Jiu Zhao clenched her hands into fists, firmly grasping the hem of her skirt, and her spiritual consciousness, which had been temporarily stagnant, also moved forward cautiously.
After breaking through the thin, elastic surface of his spiritual consciousness, Jiu Zhao was first greeted by silence where no one spoke.
There was only the rustling sound of silkworms devouring mulberry leaves, ringing softly in my ears.
She saw the Mother Goddess who had appeared countless times in Lan Qi's dreams, sitting in front of the dressing mirror a few feet away from her, and the Father God, who still looked young, stood behind her, holding a small ivory jade comb, gently combing her black hair.
The familiar scene made Jiu Zhao subconsciously think of his past with Zhu Yan.
My heart skipped a beat at this almost ominous beginning.
She did not go closer, but stared at her parents' peaceful backs, waiting with her clothes hanging down.
After silently counting dozens of times, the Queen finally raised her hand and grasped the end of the jade comb accurately. The bronze mirror reflected her natural features. "Achen, our daughter will be born soon. I've thought about it for many days, but I still feel that it's not appropriate to hastily choose Lan Qi as her future husband."
"How can it be careless?"
He wrapped his wife's hand, along with the jade comb, into his big palm.
The Divine Emperor, facing this topic, which they had discussed countless times in the past, and which the other party had finally listened to, suddenly brought up again, was filled with infinite patience. "Qi'er has been meticulously raised by you and me, and he is also gentle and handsome. Even in the entire Three Pure Heavens, including the children of the Supreme Gods and God Kings, there are few who can compare to him. With the status of the Divine Emperor's adopted son, coupled with such good character and appearance, he should be more than enough to be my daughter's legal husband."
"Does liking someone and being with him only depend on status and appearance?
"I still can't bear to deprive my daughter of her right to choose freely from the outset. If, because she possesses Phoenix blood, she must marry another man who also possesses Phoenix blood, then what's the difference between her and Wu Shao back then... except we're not twins."
The Queen of Gods' tone was as dull as if dark clouds were covering the sky.
It was obvious that he was not in high spirits.
The God Emperor tightened his grip on her hand and continued to coax her gently, "You can also view their union as a mission that must be accomplished, right? As long as we recover the Phoenix Blood and deprive the demons of their reliance on stirring up trouble, my daughter can find a new love and true love again. She is the future God Emperor of the Three Pure Ones. One isn't enough, two, three, four, five, or as many consorts as you want."
On the one hand, the love between these two masters of the Three Pure Ones aroused dissatisfaction among the ministers.
On the other hand, it is a role model and aspiration for many young people in love.
Hearing her husband's words that he didn't care about their daughter's lifelong happiness, the Queen felt a chill in her teeth.
She pretended to be calm and said, "I have only chosen you in this life, and you have only chosen me. Why should we let our daughter stay with one person and grow old together? Why should we let her suffer the pain of separation from her husband and wife? Not to mention, I have raised Qi'er for so many years and I have already regarded him as my own child.
"Just promise me this, okay?
"Anyway, Wu Shao, the root of the rebellion, has been imprisoned. We still have a lot of time to live, and there must be other ways to establish eternal peace between the immortals and demons."
"Niao Niao, why don't you understand?" The God Emperor sighed. "I've told you this is the responsibility we must shoulder as a couple. Time can't be reversed, and nothing that has happened can be undone. Now that we're together, we have no choice."
“…”
Talking with established facts can often successfully end the topic.
The God Emperor skillfully used it again, but heard the God Queen suddenly ask:
"So my daughter, Lan Qi, and I are all pawns that you must use, right?"
He used a harsh word like "chess piece" to refer to his wife, with whom he was deeply in love.
In a trance, the God Emperor was a little stunned.
His palm loosened unconsciously, and the jade comb fell to the ground, colliding with the thick brocade carpet with a dull sound.
"Niao Niao, what's wrong with you? Are you unhappy because I was hosting a Mid-Autumn Festival banquet for all the ministers in Xuanji Palace last night and didn't have time to accompany you?"
He forced himself to maintain a smile and exerted force again, intending to clasp the fingers of the Queen God.
The other hand in the palm of his hand was suddenly retracted in the gap of tightening.
"Every thousand years, the Mid-Autumn Festival, held on August 15th, is the Phoenix Tribe's most important Nirvana Festival. Perhaps the entire Phoenix Tribe followed Wu Shao in his rebellion against the Heavenly Queen, and this festival has been forgotten by you." The Queen of Gods studied the God Emperor's expression in the mirror, speaking slowly, each word clearly. "I'm not feeling well, and I don't like the way the ministers look at me at the banquet. So, while you're hosting this banquet, I'm going to the Phoenix Tribe's sacred site alone to pay my respects."
“In fact, after Wu Shao burned down the Phoenix Clan’s land, I didn’t dare go there for many years, fearing that the scene would bring sadness.
“But for some reason, I dreamed of Wu Shao during my nap yesterday.
"He looked at me, opened his mouth, and without saying a word, led me to the Phoenix Tree.
"I think he must be blaming me, blaming me for forgetting the festival passed down from generation to generation even though I'm the Phoenix closest to my tribe.
"So, I went."
This passage is more like an ordinary story that can be seen everywhere and happens to people who miss their homeland too much.
The God Emperor responded by adopting a listening posture without any change in his expression.
He was confident that he had done everything he needed to do perfectly, and was not afraid to meet the Queen's gaze in the mirror.
“The scorched land was still pitch black.
"The phoenixes are migrating en masse, and not even a sparrow dares to approach the territory of the King of Birds.
"I knelt and kowtowed before the sacred tree, praying devoutly for its protection, but I also knew that it would not respond in kind since it was already withered.
"It won't be like when we were young, when a blessing light fell on Wu Shao and me.
“This is our clan tree, like a seal that carries a part of the soul and life of all Phoenixes.
"It won't respond to me anymore, and it's impossible not to feel lost.
“I couldn’t help but reach out and touch it.
"Then, I unexpectedly discovered a memory that Wu Shao had discarded and sealed within it."
As the word "memory" came out of his mouth, the God Emperor's eyes, as calm as the sea, flashed.
He asked calmly, "What memory? Everything in this world can be burned by the Nirvana Phoenix Fire, yet memories can actually be preserved."
“I find it incredible, too.”
The Queen of Gods stopped looking at him and lowered her eyes. "In fact, that was only a small part left. When I extended my spiritual sense to sense it, it was intermittent and incomplete everywhere, but the most important point was still intact. Perhaps the sacred tree has a spirit and can't bear to see me continue to be deceived."
Eyes are the most direct window to reflect a person's mood.
When his lover refused to look at him any more, the emperor, who remained calm even when the sky was falling, could not help but feel a little panic as if he was about to lose something.
He instinctively called out the Queen's childhood nickname: "Niao Niao——"
The Queen suddenly raised her head, her gaze like a sharp sword piercing his throat, cutting off his words of defense. "On the eve of his rebellion, Wu Shao invited me to meet him at the Phoenix Holy Land. I even received a letter in which I promised to go. But I waited all night, until dawn, and I still didn't come.
"He said, 'Sis is so heartless, how can I not completely give up my feelings for her?'
"But, Achen, I never received this letter from beginning to end. Can you tell me what's going on?"
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