Chapter 41 The Youthful Kiss of the Broken Bird Criticism Conference
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The red ribbons of the marriage tree sway gently in the palace of the King of Tianyan.
The illusion was incredibly realistic; the palace lanterns and wall bricks were all extremely familiar. And the palace servants and guards with swords who were walking back and forth were all rushing toward the magic trick.
Now, she is the bullseye in this illusion.
Miaojue tucked the stone talisman given to her by her second brother into her sleeve, only to see ash wings slowly spreading from behind her, as if she had also grown wings, or like a bird embracing.
With a gentle flutter of her wings, she was lifted into the air, dodging the first wave of the illusion's attack.
A voice as clear as dust and jade sighed behind him, "From now on, I must stay by your side every moment."
Miao Jue ruffled her feathers and turned around, her almond-shaped eyes bright: "What, you also think I'm the weakest?"
His head was held in place, and he was forced to look straight ahead. The man's voice was clear and firm: "Of course not."
“You are clearly the most vicious woman in the world,” he said.
Miaojue couldn't tell whether he was praising her or scolding her.
The dust settled, and he lifted his long gaze.
The sky was empty, as proud as ever, never revealing its true form.
But the noble gods must have already realized that the cause and effect they had been searching for for a hundred years had quietly taken shape in this frail young girl.
She could easily alter the timeline of the Chosen Ones—this was even more significant than the timeline he had injected into those two with Netherblood.
This little sapling has no idea how precious it is.
Miao Jue looked down and saw that the guards, realizing they couldn't get close enough to attack, suddenly pulled out bows and arrows from behind them, and countless arrowheads were aimed at them.
How can we suppress the illusions and rescue Cang San?
The key to the problem must still lie with the chosen one...
Dongfang Yaotian was originally holding up his sword to fight, but when he saw all the illusions bypass him and attack others, he was stunned for a moment, then smiled wickedly.
"You dare not fight me head-on?!"
Seeking enemies in the void, igniting spontaneously without wind.
Dongfang Yaotian arrogantly disregarded everything, "I know this is all fake. Who's behind this? Come out!"
The secret technique subtly shifted the focus of time back to the wickedly laughing Dongfang Yaotian.
I wonder how the Dongfang and Gongyu families of Langhuan felt when they saw their carefully chosen chosen ones pointing at them and cursing them.
But when they altered the cause and effect of the illusion, did they ever consider that since she could accelerate Yaotian's strength to its peak in the finale, she could also regress it to a state where he had an infant-like sleep?
It would be more appropriate to let Dongfang Yaotian handle the illusion.
She slowly channeled her spiritual power, focused her gaze on the bud at the top of her mind, and her spiritual bones began to heat up slightly.
Strangely, just as she was about to pluck the vine, the marriage tree in the courtyard suddenly changed in sync.
The red ribbons on the tree began to move without wind, and the green leaves on the branches fell off all at once, instantly forming countless flowers, as if the passage of time was being physically displayed, as if reflecting the power of her spiritual essence.
In an instant, all the people in the illusion—the maids and guards—looked in unison toward the direction of the marriage tree.
This scene was extremely bizarre, as if they had discovered the essence of the secret technique.
The trick is to subconsciously freeze the terminal bud.
However, a deep rumble of thunder suddenly swept across the sky, like some kind of reminder.
Chen Jinshi also took her hand and whispered, "Don't move, they are still testing us."
Miaojue seemed to understand something and stopped moving.
Sure enough, the palace walls soon became rotten and collapsed, and the moat dried up and cracked. The probing attention quietly wandered away and did not linger on the marriage tree.
They still cannot clearly see the origin and cause of the power of time.
Miao Jue felt a little relieved and looked at the weakening lightning in mid-air, saying softly, "We need to lift the seal on the Fog Eye to rescue Uncle Cang San."
Even though his dragon scales had all disappeared and his dragon roars had weakened, he still stubbornly held on here.
This sea fog has shrouded the Celestial Court for a century. The fog eye has been sealed by the combined efforts of the Dongfang and Gongyu families. Yin and Yang are intertwined, and it can only be opened by the fusion of the bloodlines of the two chosen ones.
However, in the original story, the male and female protagonists did not unlock the Fog Eye after finding it, because Langhuan's purpose was not to have the male and female protagonists dispel the fog.
After completing their tribulations in the mortal realm, they "accidentally" enter the true celestial court, which is equivalent to a complete cleansing of their essence and marrow. From then on, they truly leave the mortal world, return to their original place, and begin their final tragic love story in the celestial realm.
If the fog dissipates and the high walls are no longer there, wouldn't any fisherman or turtle be able to break into Langhuan, and the overseas celestial court would no longer be a mystery?
With a clever plan in mind, I must help the male and female leads clear their minds today.
Chen Jinshi looked at Bu Er, who had remained silent, and explained to her in a low voice, "The real difficulties begin after the ban is lifted."
"There is only one chance to subdue the Azure Dragon."
“His entire body is shattered, and he is almost a half-soul,” Chen Jinshi said in a low voice, but his words were clear and calm. “He needs at least one person of a higher order to receive him here and take him back to the ancestral stone… his birthplace, to reshape his true form.”
Just by listening, Miaojue could already sense the numerous obstacles involved.
No wonder Eighth Sister and the others had such solemn expressions.
Not to mention that only the second brother here has a higher sequence than Cang San, the exact location of the Ancestral Stone and how to find its birthplace still require time.
To make matters worse, Miaojue looked up and met his gaze—
If I remember correctly, the reason why "Jin Shi" was the last of the Underworld Clan was because after him, the Ancestral Stone dimmed, and no more Underworld Clan power was born.
What if you take the dragon soul back but can't reshape it?
Miao Jue clenched his fist involuntarily.
All of this seems to have only one solution.
She seemed to understand the significance of her own spiritual bones even more deeply.
"I didn't say you had to go—don't look so bitter and resentful."
Chen Jinshi wrapped his arm around her waist and pinched the corner of her unconsciously taut lips. "First, clear her fogged eyes. There must be a way."
Even in the worst-case scenario, there's still him.
Fuji finally raised his golden eyes and looked at a certain hexagram position in the Illusionary Heavenly Evolution Kingdom.
This is the position where the Azure Dragon emerges from the mortal realm. After the ban is lifted, he must receive the Azure Dragon here.
At the same time, a silver streak of light appeared in the distance outside the city, indicating that they had found the location of the fog eye while carrying Gong Yuqiu.
Fuji met Chen Jinshi's gaze and saw the unease on Miaojue's face. He gently suppressed his own worry and said, "I have a solution. Let's go."
...
The illusion's attacks chased after the magic technique, and all swords, spears, and halberds were blocked behind the ash wings.
They soon arrived at the fog eye that Gong Yuqiu had found, which turned out to be an ordinary, dry well outside the city.
The well looked ordinary, but when you got close to the edge, you could hear a sound like a dragon's roar.
The azure dragon of thunder, as tall as the heavens, was trapped beneath this narrow array eye.
The faces of the several Netherworld Clan members who arrived one after another were all very grim.
Gong Yuqiu thought they were all illusions and remained vigilant, gripping his sword tightly. It wasn't until he saw Dongfang Yaotian chasing after him with a wild rage that he hurriedly shouted, "Yaotian, be careful! I suspect there's a trap with this misty eye. We can't unravel it!"
Miao Jue raised an eyebrow. Someone had secretly given the female lead a hint again, hadn't they?
Upon hearing this, Xianba, standing behind Gong Yuqiu, became anxious, its fox teeth slowly baring as it nearly couldn't resist transforming. Gui Liu and Ling Qi moved slowly through the surrounding shadows, waiting for their chance to strike.
Miaojue stopped them with a look and took a few steps out.
It wouldn't be difficult to force them, but since the male and female leads haven't truly awakened to their destined identities yet, it's the perfect opportunity to turn the tables.
“That’s right!” Miao Jue clapped in agreement. “I also suspect that the Langhuan Immortal Court is not as benevolent as they appear.”
Gong Yuqiu was taken aback: "Dongfang County Resident, you..."
The secret: "I've been following Yaotian because I admire the name of Langhuan Immortal Court and wanted to come in and take a look."
Just as Gong Yuqiu's face showed a hint of doubt, Miaojue calmly raised her hand and said, "Don't doubt whether I'm an illusion. I know all 188 words of the vows you made in front of the tree."
Gong Yuqiu was taken aback, but immediately felt relieved and hurriedly asked, "Princess, how did you get in here? Are you hurt?"
Miao Jue immediately revealed a pained expression: "I'm fine, because just now, the Langhuan Immortal Court sent countless immortal envoys to attack Dongfang Yaotian, and he took all the attacks by himself."
Dongfang Yaotian, who had just landed, was stunned for a moment. He met Gong Yuqiu's worried and admiring gaze, and then his eyes narrowed deeply. He smiled wickedly amidst the smoke of gunpowder.
"What's the big deal? Don't worry."
Miao Jue continued with a pained expression, "They clearly do not accept mortals into the Celestial Court, otherwise why would they have blocked it with a thick fog for a hundred years? Even if you are exceptionally talented Heavenly Spirit Bones, you are still so insignificant in their eyes. How arrogant!"
Dongfang Yaotian immediately ignited.
He had been aware of this ever since he entered the fog. Everything was coming at him, first targeting him as the strongest person, then transforming into the appearance of the Tianyan Kingdom... It turned out that the Celestial Court was the one hindering him!
After a moment's thought, he shook his head with a cold laugh, knowing the reason—it was probably because when he met the immortal envoy of the Dongfang family last time, he adhered to the Great Dao and despised his previous immortal body.
Now, he has dared to barge into the Celestial Court with such unbridled arrogance and mortal body, delivering a powerful blow to all the hypocritical true immortals! Naturally, they cannot tolerate him—
That makes sense, everything makes sense now.
Gong Yuqiu frowned, looking at Dongfang Yaotian's disheveled state with heartache, "...Is the Langhuan Immortal Court really so cruel?"
After the misunderstanding that Dongfang Qian was from the Underworld Clan, she felt guilty towards her and never doubted her again, believing everything she said without question.
He nodded vigorously in deep agreement with the brilliant idea.
Chen Jinshi stared silently for a long time, then quietly leaned to one side.
That's terrifying. He said she was the most terrifying woman in the world.
I'll have him completely fooled in the future.
The key is: "So if you hear them trying to stop you from unlocking the Fog Eyes, you should do the opposite. The illusions have been attacking Yaotian; they want to trap us here."
Dongfang Yaotian burst into wild laughter, pointing to the sky, then to his head: "What else do you want to tell me? What else do you want to implant in my brain?!"
Dust settled: "
The expert clapped enthusiastically. It seemed that Langhuan really did transmit information directly into her mind, fearing that the chosen one might not be able to complete the tribulation.
Dongfang Yaotian raised his sword to the sky, as if fighting against an unseen imperial immortal family, his blood boiling: "This heaven, this earth, all of this is a mix of truth and falsehood, do you think I would still believe you? Let me tell you—"
"From this day forward, I will never believe a single word that I hear or see!"
Gong Yuqiu was also inspired by his spirit, and together with Dongfang Yaotian, they faced the unknown Celestial Court: "I, Gong Yuqiu, am just like that!"
In the distance, it seemed as if the sound of angry and horrified bells rang out.
The two exchanged a glance and smiled affectionately: those noble immortals would naturally be angry, because they had personally entered the fray and challenged the might of Heaven!
Miaojue encouraged them, "They're attacking again! Quick—"
Countless citizens of Tianyan Kingdom rushed over with gleaming eyes. At this moment, almost everyone in the illusion was controlled by the immortal. They rushed over anxiously, trying to kill the girl who was spreading the demonic words and stop the two chosen ones from doing anything that would harm Langhuan.
The number of immortals mobilized at this moment was far greater than the number from the streets and alleys just now; almost all the thousands of immortals from outside the Third Ring Road had been mobilized.
However, the more they acted, the more it stirred the great love and righteousness in the hearts of Dongfang Yaotian and his companion.
Miaojue took two steps back.
After all, no one in this world understands the psychology of the arrogant protagonist and the Great Saintess better than her—
The two chosen ones gazed at the Dragon Roar Well, their Yin-Yang Seals seemingly resonating with it, and a natural thought descended upon their hearts.
At this moment, Dongfang Yaotian and Gong Yuqiu clasped their hands together, using the wind and water spirits as blades to pierce their fingertips.
Two drops of blood mingled together, transforming into a golden light that suddenly dripped into the well.
This towering wall of fog can only be broken by the two of them; surely this is the great responsibility bestowed upon their shoulders by heaven.
Immortals are no different; all people are born equal!
"Tick-tock"
Ripples appeared in the well water.
Everything in the illusion suddenly began to shake, and all the "common people" stopped in place, then collapsed limply as if their souls had been drained.
Ripples spread across the well surface. When the drop of blood completely seeped into the well, the shimmering light on the water surface suddenly froze, and the arcs of all the ripples transformed into lapis lazuli scales, densely packed together.
The misty eye is the last scale of the Azure Dragon!
That unbreakable, indestructible protective shield—
Chen Jinshi, who had been leaning against the wall, immediately straightened up.
This means that the birth of the Azure Dragon will bring with it the power of reverse scales, and the spreading ashes will immediately fall on eight points, pressing out a vast spiritual field.
The deep well suddenly began to gush forth, as if it had broken through an invisible barrier.
The male and female protagonists were instantly struck by a powerful dragon aura, flying and crashing into the wall, where they fainted again.
The emerald green well water shot into the air like a dragon, forming a water column, while lightning and thunder began to flash above their heads.
Dust settled, and he leaped to the most intense position at the well's mouth.
Xianba, Guiliu, Zhujiu, and Lingqi all leaped to where his ashes had stopped, while Buer had already stood in the Kun position of Yulong.
With two hexagram positions remaining, Miaojue quickly ran to one of them and stood there, asking, "What about the last one?"
Chen Jinshi's face paled slightly as he stared intently at the well opening. The birth of the Azure Dragon was instantaneous, and the soul that had been suppressed for a hundred years was almost entirely focused on him and Bu Er.
“My…bones.” Chen Jinshi gritted his teeth slightly.
Miao Jue reacted immediately, and in the instant the well water churned into a dragon, he precisely threw the bone from his sleeve into the spot where the ashes fell.
All directions are completed.
Fuji called out in a low voice, "Cang San—!"
Amidst the thunder and lightning, he and Chen Jinshi simultaneously looked up.
The well burst open from the ground, as if a giant tree reaching for the sky had broken through the earth and emerged from the soil, its mournful dragon roar shaking the heavens.
The Azure Dragon had been trapped for a hundred years. Its body was now devoid of scales, a bloody mess, and it was barely clinging to life.
His chanting was deep and sorrowful, his pure spirit soaring to the heavens.
But after the dragon soul left the well, it shot straight into the sky, suddenly breaking through the thick fog, and then a heavy rain fell.
When the Kun hexagram emerges from its palace, thunder roars and rain falls, nourishing the earth and giving birth to all things.
Thunder in the East... Life goes on and on.
After shattering the great mist formed from its own scales, the soul of the azure dragon suddenly dissipated. It turned out that its true form was only the size of a python, and it crashed into the open body of Bu Er.
A century later, it finally came to rest beside its people.
...
The illusion before my eyes suddenly began to become transparent, and as the fog dissipated, its true form was gradually revealed.
Raindrops poured down from above, but Miaojue's vision became increasingly clear.
They were still on the endless sea, with the mortal continent behind them, a lonely island beneath their feet, and ahead of them...
Langhuan.
At this moment, the entire continent was shaken. Although the coastal city was no longer there, countless sects and families immediately noticed the unusual activity, and then—they all mobilized.
Miao Jue gazed ahead.
The veil of mystery surrounding the Celestial Court for a century has been lifted.
It turned out to be a huge, interconnected maze.
The mysterious structure is well-arranged, with the jade-white raw stone forming each ring like a distant divine palace, surrounding the golden light at the center. It is impossible to see clearly, but it looks like a distant fairy mountain.
All the Netherworld beings stopped.
A dragon's roar came from behind Fuji. Although they couldn't hear it clearly, they all understood what he was saying.
The place, which they hadn't seen for a century, had completely changed, but the aura of the mountains and seas would remain the same, and the guidance of the ancestral stone would not change. They would eventually return here.
"Jinshi, you've worked hard..." Cang San's dragon roar rang out.
He naturally understood that only by having the child who had been sent away to wander the world could he bring these people back together.
Chen Jinshi chuckled softly, "Go to sleep now, Uncle Cang San. We'll wake you up when we get to the Ancestral Stone."
There are many more things for you to witness.
Miao Jue's expression froze for a moment, as if he had only just realized what was happening.
She instinctively turned around to look for those peach blossom eyes, only to be met with a deep smile.
He raised an eyebrow slightly and nodded.
A sudden realization dawned on her: that little mountain hollow, the entrance to the dilapidated village, was the very place where she had coincidentally landed…
That is the Celestial Court of today.
Her heart felt as if it had been gently flicked; with the birth of the Azure Dragon, more long-buried memories began to surface.
The Azure Dragon's soul lay on the back of the Qilin's neck, slowly exhaling its last breath before falling into hibernation.
Fuji tilted his head and whispered, "Rest now, you haven't closed your eyes for a hundred years."
The Azure Dragon's soul tail swept gently, and everyone looked in the direction he was pointing, only to find that he was pointing at the last mottled tree shadow in the dissipating illusion of the Heavenly Evolution Kingdom.
It was a tree of marriage, but a tree of marriage riddled with wounds.
With a pained look, Long Tong glanced in the direction of Miao Jue.
Cang San did not say it explicitly, but he subtly transmitted a causal message that Lang Huan had been trying to discover into the minds of the Netherworld Clan, and then finally went into hibernation and dissipated.
The illusion vanished completely without a trace, leaving no trace behind.
After a long silence, the group of people came to a startling conclusion.
Miao Miao had become a tree.
Ten years have passed and now it's back again.
The scars on the tree were inflicted by him.
As Chen Jinshi looked up, countless eyes stared sternly at him.
Dust settled: "
They were all unable to speak, but they condemned him sternly with harsh looks.
Gui Liu: No wonder Miao Miao has disliked you ever since she woke up! It makes sense!
Zhu Jiu: You're finished, little bird.
Xianba: Little bird, are you even human?
Ling Qi: Miao Miao didn't kill you, she's really too good to you!
Fuji looked at him with that gentle gaze one last time, his tone firm: "We'll deal with him later."
Dust gathers up: "..."
Chen Jinshi's expression was calm, but his steps were unsteady as he turned to look for the girl who had walked away.
Miao Jue had no idea what news they had just learned. He just stared blankly at the Langhuan Immortal Court that appeared in the distance, letting the sea breeze blow through his hair.
Chen Jinshi emerged from behind her, and seeing that she ignored him, he circled around her somewhat anxiously.
Finally, unable to resist, she grabbed her hand and whispered with a hint of grievance, "...I didn't know back then either."
Miaojue was still staring blankly in the direction of "home," lost in thought.
The young man in white tightened his grip on her fingers, unable to resist turning her towards him and looking down into her eyes.
What are you thinking? Are you really ignoring me?
"sorry."
Chen Jinshi took a breath, his thin lips parted anxiously, and he said in a desperate gamble, "But we already..."
“I was just thinking—” Miao Jue turned to look at him.
As the fog dissipated, many fragments of memories fluttered down like feathers, some of which were particularly colorful.
Chen Jinshi quickly stood still, nervously awaiting his fate.
The girl's clear almond-shaped eyes looked at him, and she asked him:
"Many years ago, by the small pond at the entrance of the village."
Why did you kiss me?
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