Chapter 71: Evil Corpse Chang'e◇
◎Turbulence in Zixiao Palace◎
However, after all the saints of the ancient times went to Zixiao Palace, Kong Shuang, who was lying drunk on Kunlun Mountain, was finally awakened by Duobao and Little Jade Rabbit's repeated calls.
Normally, even if a Golden Immortal had a hangover, he would not suffer from the unbearable headaches that ordinary humans in later generations would experience. However, Kong Shuang inexplicably felt a headache, and with it came resentment. He didn't know where the resentment came from?
She was stunned for a long time. Little Jade Rabbit kept tugging at her sleeves. She said softly, "My Queen, I don't know why all the brothers fell down."
Kong Shuang didn't react at first. After hearing this vague sentence, he coaxed casually: "Brother, which brother? Duobao? ... No, how could it fall down?"
She suddenly realized that the brothers the Jade Rabbit was referring to were the ten Little Golden Crows. How could the Little Golden Crows fall down? Unless...
Kong Shuang heard his heart, which had been beating very fast, suddenly stop, as if the ice on the shores of the North Sea fell into his heart. He was surrounded by coldness and frozen stiff.
She had not expected that the day when Houyi shot down the sun would come so soon. She was at a loss as to what to do. Her mind was turning over and over again, and in the end she could only curse in her heart, thinking that alcohol was really not a good thing and would really cause trouble.
She looked at the little rabbit with pity, sighed for a long while, and slowly stroked the little rabbit's forehead with her slender palm, coaxing softly, "It's nothing, the brothers were just joking with Yutong."
The little jade rabbit nodded, not quite understanding.
Kong Shuang looked around in confusion, touched the soft cloud bed beneath him, and asked Duobao: "Where is your teacher?"
Duobao and the little jade rabbit answered in unison and Tongtian and Taiyi left together.
Kong Shuang frowned and calculated Tongtian's whereabouts with his fingers, but he couldn't predict it. Although Tongtian was a saint, the two of them had been together for countless tens of thousands of years, so they had some telepathy and this situation shouldn't have happened.
If she couldn't figure out Tongtian's whereabouts, it only meant that Tongtian went to a place - Zixiao Palace!
Kong Shuang rubbed his aching forehead, then looked at Duobao and Xiaoyutu, who were both filled with worry and curiosity, and patiently tried to cheer them up: "It's over. I don't know where your teacher is. Was he kidnapped by Donghuang?"
The little jade rabbit pursed its lips and its eyes curved.
Duobao is old now and not as innocent as he was when he was little. This little trick can no longer fool him. He knows that the sun falling is no small matter. Seeing Kong Shuang deliberately concealing it, his eyes are filled with worry. He whispered to Kong Shuang: "The other two saints in Kunlun are not here either."
Kong Shuang pretended to be relaxed, tapped his forehead in a funny way, and stood up: "Okay, I have to go take care of some things, you stay in Biyou Palace and take good care of your junior brothers and sisters..."
His tone gradually became serious: "Unless Tongtian or I return, no one is allowed to set foot outside of the Biyou Palace."
Although Kong Shuang was not as gentle as Tongtian to his disciples on ordinary days, this was the first time he acted so serious. Duobao felt uneasy and had to nod in agreement.
Since the Three Pure Ones are now in the Zixiao Palace, it is possible that the other saints are not in the prehistoric world. Kong Shuang dared to relax a little, thought for a while, and went straight to Taiyin Star.
The figures of the people on Taiyin Star were vague. There were only a few people in the huge palace, and all of them had sad faces.
When Kong Shuang was young, she often stayed in Taiyin Star and hung out with Chang Xi. Most of the waiters knew her. They would greet her and tell her that the Star God was at the laurel tree.
The laurel tree is the essence of the entire lunar planet. Some creatures in the ancient times worshipped the moon and practiced at night, and they worshipped the laurel tree. The Jade Rabbit sisters were born under the laurel tree.
Chang Xi stood on the treetops with her toes. Her moon-white robe had been replaced with a silver-white armor, reflecting a clear and cold light. The usually bright girl now looked gloomy, which was completely different from her usual appearance.
Beneath the laurel tree stood a graceful woman with fluttering clothes, whose face was very similar to Chang Xi.
As if sensing the invasion of outsiders, Chang Xi's weapon, the Moon Wheel, attacked Kong Shuang. Kong Shuang flew over and landed under the laurel tree, looking up at the person on the tree.
Chang Xi saw the person coming, and a glimmer of light appeared in his cold eyes that seemed to be filled with violent storms. He softened his tone and said, "So it's you who came."
Kong Shuang looked at the armor on her and asked, "What are you going to do?"
Chang Xi hopped down from the branch and chuckled softly, "Don't worry, I won't go to the Wu Clan to seek revenge myself." She pointed at the woman standing under the laurel tree and said, "When I first learned of my nephews' tragic deaths, I was so angry that I almost went to the Wu Clan, but by chance I was able to kill the evil corpse."
As he spoke, Chang Xi let out a wry smile: "It can be considered a blessing in disguise. This is my evil corpse Chang'e. She will kill the witch who killed my nephew on my behalf."
Chang'e bowed to Kong Shuang.
Kong Shuang breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at Chang'e. Thinking of the ending of Chang'e flying to the moon in the future, she couldn't help but feel a tightness in her heart. She forced a smile and said, "What if I get involved in karma?"
Chang Xi curled his lips and said to his friend, "Since my sister learned about the plight of her nephews, she fainted. When she woke up, she kept shouting for revenge. But since she gave birth to my nephews and nieces, her health and cultivation have declined significantly. I can't care about that anymore."
Kong Shuang was surprised: "They asked you to come? Where has Di Jun been?"
Chang Xi raised his eyelids and sneered, "Oh—this good demon king of the demon clan heard that Kunpeng and the ancestor witch Houtu had a secret affair, and is busy forcibly demanding his Hongmeng purple energy in the name of colluding with the witch clan!"
Kong Shuang's eyes couldn't help but reveal a sharp light, and he clenched his fists: "In my opinion, the tragic deaths of the little Golden Crows will inevitably lead to a reckoning with him."
Chang Xi looked at her in shock, with a look of disbelief.
Kong Shuang knew he had spoken out of turn, but he still wanted to tell Chang Xi the truth: "When the little Golden Crow was born, Emperor Jun deliberately let them hang in the sky to show off their power. As a result, the world was filled with corpses and starvation. They were contaminated by karma and ended up like this."
Chang Xi was shocked and took three steps back to steady herself next to the laurel tree. She opened her eyes wide and said sadly, "This... How is this possible..."
It was true that she hated Di Jun, but she never thought that her nephews' tragic end was caused by their father.
Tears slowly flowed down her face. In her hazy state, she saw her best friend standing in front of her, telling her the truth she didn't want to believe, word by word. She suddenly grabbed Kong Shuang's hand tightly, tears streaming down her face, "Since you knew, why didn't you tell me earlier?"
Kong Shuang heard the blaming tone in her voice and lowered her head silently. She had just escaped from the hands of the two men from the West and was still seriously injured. She really couldn't muster the energy to pay attention to this matter. Later, Di Jun's behavior became more and more despicable, and she gradually didn't want to care about this matter... so she subconsciously ignored it.
The two of them sat in silence. Suddenly, a waiter came over, greeted them, then lowered his head and stammered, refusing to speak.
Kong Shuang was about to avoid it, but Chang Xi grabbed his hand.
When I looked back, she had stood up straight, her tears had been wiped away, and there was nothing unusual about her except that her eyes were slightly red.
She said loudly: "Kong Shuang is not an outsider, just tell me what you want to say!"
The waiter responded and informed the Emperor that His Majesty the Eastern Emperor had returned. He told the Demon Emperor the truth about the tragic death of Little Golden Crow, which was caused by a Western saint.
Chang Xi had been a high-ranking official in heaven for many years and had long since mastered the art of self-cultivation. She paused, trying her best to remain calm, and sent the man away.
He turned to face Kong Shuang but couldn't control himself, covering his face and letting out a shrill laugh: "How can I blame you? Di Jun provoked the saint, what can you do?"
Kong Shuang's laughter made his hair stand on end, and he felt a little sad in his heart. He could only sigh helplessly, hugged Chang Xi in his arms, and let her cry in his arms.
In Zixiao Palace, the six saints gathered together, and Zhunti led the last one to arrive. As soon as they entered the main hall, Hongjun had already expressed his concern for the first four disciples one by one. The five masters and disciples were in harmony and had a great time talking to each other.
As soon as the two entered, the atmosphere seemed to change instantly, transitioning from the cool and comfortable autumn to the scorching summer like a fire cellar. Zhunti Jie Yin was roasted by the fire in the front, and was sweating coldly in the back.
Tongtian let out a sinister laugh. This kind of sarcastic smile was rare on Tongtian's face. Before the two people could react why Tongtian made this kind of smile that could only be seen on Kong Shuang's face, they were suddenly stabbed by Laozi Yuanshi's knife-like gaze.
Nuwa hid aside and watched the show.
Zhunti Jieyin stared at Hongjun with a look that seemed to want to poke him into a leaky sieve, and then obediently performed the master-disciple ceremony. Just as they knelt down and had not yet said anything, Tongtian on the other side stood up with a "thump", interrupting what they were about to say.
"Teacher, I haven't seen you two for a long time. I want to have a sparring match with you. What do you think?"
Hongjun's pale face showed a hint of helplessness, but he still followed his disciple's words and continued: "Good!"
Tongtian didn't expect that Tiandao would be so easy to talk to at this time. He raised his eyes in confusion, then there was a bit of joy in his eyes, and he bent down respectfully.
He said that the Heavenly Dao summoned all the saints to the Zixiao Palace in the name of preaching, but the Heavenly Dao was just a machine without any rules, so how could it preach? This kind of thing had to be done by his teacher.
Tongtian disliked Zhunti Jieyin, and Laozi Yuanshi naturally disliked him as well. The two of them also stood up and requested, "Disciple, please also spar with the two junior brothers from the West!"
As for Nuwa, she just watched the show and watched the show. She was a beautiful girl and didn't want to fight or kill.
Zhunti Jieyin stood there in a daze, with thoughts of divine beasts flashing through his mind. He cursed Tongtian inwardly for being so petty that he still remembered the incident in the sea of blood. Not to mention the Three Pure Ones coming together, even if any one of them came at random, they would be in for a tough time.
The two looked at Hongjun expectantly. It was obvious that the Three Pure Ones were here for revenge. Teacher, you must not fall into their trap!
Hongjun stroked his snow-white beard and remained silent for a long time. Finally, under Zhunti Jieyin's sparkling eyes, he agreed decisively: "Go! The exchange between fellow disciples should stop here."
Nuwa turned away and smiled secretly. She understood the teacher's subtext: As long as you don't kill him, you can beat him to death!
The Three Pure Ones proudly picked up the distraught Zhunti and took her away. As Kong Shuang's best friend, Nuwa was naturally on the side of the Three Pure Ones. She decided to watch the fight and then take action when she felt like doing something.
Anyway, with the Three Pure Ones here as living targets to attract hatred, she alone is nothing.
After everyone left, Hongjun's face in the hall suddenly became paler. He calmed his mind, suppressed something restless in his body, and returned to normal.
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