12dz Chapter 582 Far from Chongming, I encountered some trouble and couldn't think about the dragons
Chapter 582 Far from Chongming, I encountered some trouble and couldn't think about the dragons
Chapter 582 Far from Chongming, I encountered some trouble and couldn't think about the dragons with golden horns.
The Immortal Lord of Yingzhou Immortal Island nodded: "I didn't have this idea before. I speculated that she might have obtained some evil cultivation technique that requires dual cultivation with the essence of different men in order to improve her cultivation!"
"But today, upon seeing her granddaughter, your wife, Jiang Chacha, these doubts and thoughts have surfaced."
“We immortals believe in cause and effect, merit, and that what is borrowed must be repaid. But for the demon race, especially the great demons, they are the ones who follow the rules of the demon race. The rules of the demon race are them.”
Chongming lowered his head slightly: "Thank you for the reminder. I'll check it out later and see if I can find anything."
The Immortal Lord of Yingzhou Immortal Island responded and reminded again: "Xuanyuan Longbai is not to be trifled with, and the protective Xuanyuan Longbai is even more so."
“Jiang Chacha is her eyeball. A powerful demon like her wouldn’t allow anyone to touch her eyeball. You…”
Chongming raised his head and stood tall: "I've fallen in love, I've fallen in love, I can't live without her, I admit it, she can only be my partner, my wife."
"Besides, I won't hurt her or harm her, so there's no question of me trying to get close to Xuan Yuanlongbai. As for why she insists on stopping me from being with her, I will definitely find out."
The Immortal Lord of Yingzhou Immortal Island glanced at him sideways: "High God Chongming, your obsession with her is rather deep!"
Chongming looked back at him honestly: "She is the only one I have ever liked, the only one who has ever moved my heart, the only one I have ever been unable to forget in my tens of thousands of years of life, so naturally my obsession with her is deep."
The Immortal Lord of Yingzhou Immortal Island said again: "There is a saying in the human world that goes, time is the most ruthless thing. You can never doubt your true heart, but your true heart is ever-changing."
"Perhaps when you parted ways was when you loved her most during your tribulations. If you were to be together again, and fall in love once more, facing each other like the sun and moon, you..."
Chongming replied, "I will cherish it even more."
The immortal lord of Yingzhou Immortal Island was taken aback: "Really?"
Chongming nodded, his expression sparse, but his tone firm: "Of course, as one of only two winged dragon gods in the Three Realms, Five Elements and Six Paths since the beginning of time, the propagation of our race is not about finding a mate to reproduce. It is when the previous generation of dragon gods dies, their primordial spirit dissipates, their bodies return to heaven and earth, and their divine power remains, that heaven and earth can then nurture the next generation to inherit the divine power of the previous generation."
“Everyone calls this kind of inheritance the inheritance between father and son. Even I myself would call the previous generation of Yinglong God the Father God.”
"In truth, he is not my father, nor am I his son. We are both born of heaven and earth, but I have inherited his divine power. I must respect and honor him!"
"This is how our people pass on their lineage, no more, no less. Each generation has only one lineage, and only after one lineage dies will the next one begin."
"When a group is just one, even with supreme divine power, it is lonely and withered."
“We originally had no petty feelings, only great love. But the former Si Ming and Xuan Yuan Long Bai were brought to me, making my heart flutter, making me feel alive, and letting me know that having petty feelings and great love are not contradictory, and can also make me happy. I can never go back to those lonely and withered days in the Nine Heavens.”
The Immortal Lord of Yingzhou Immortal Island sighed deeply: "You, you are indeed more vibrant and less cold."
"Alright, alright, since you insist on your choice, I won't try to persuade you anymore. But, I still have to say one more thing: according to the personalities of the ancient demons and old demons, if they are not their own offspring, don't expect them to give their all and go to great lengths to raise them."
"I speculate that the reason why Xuanyuan Longbai treats Jiang Chacha this way is either because Jiang Chacha saved her life, or because Jiang Chacha's primordial spirit is some great figure who has come down to undergo tribulation. Therefore, he is going to great lengths to pave a smooth road for her cultivation and demon life!"
Chongming paused for a moment, then said, "Okay, I understand. I'll check it out. Thank you for reminding me."
The Immortal Lord of Yingzhou Immortal Island replied, "You're welcome. These are specialties of my island, some spiritual springs, miraculous medicines and herbs that are good for strengthening the body and improving cultivation. There aren't many, so take them and bury them under your wife's tree roots. I saw everything from the shadows. When she came to my island, she wanted to turn into her true form and use my island and the fallen giant turtle as fertilizer."
Chongming smiled and reached out to take it. "You can't blame her. As a tree, from birth to growth, without external factors, it can only stay in one place until death."
"The space for survival is already small, so they can only rely on their roots to grab the nutrients they can get as fertilizer to support their growth. Therefore, in their eyes, everything can be used as fertilizer, including you and me."
The Immortal Lord of Yingzhou Immortal Island laughed out loud: "Yes, yes, I suddenly understand why you love her. She is indeed wonderful."
Chongming thanked him, saying, "Thank you for understanding. I won't talk to you anymore. I'll come see you again when I have time."
The immortal lord of Yingzhou Immortal Island did not try to stop him: "Alright, I won't see you off. Please!"
Chongming nodded, mobilized his magic power, and disappeared before the Immortal Lord of Yingzhou Immortal Island, leaving Yingzhou Immortal Island.
The Immortal Lord of Yingzhou Immortal Island gazed at the spot where he had disappeared and sighed softly. Endless immortality seemed wonderful, but in reality, it was nothing but loneliness and desolation.
The celestial boy called out and asked, "Immortal Lord, the master of the Crystal Palace on Abbot's Immortal Island has extended an invitation to you. Will you accept?"
The Immortal Lord of Yingzhou Immortal Island looked at him and said, "No, go and tell him that I have already made an appointment with the Immortal Lord of Yuanqiao Immortal Island."
The fairy boy replied, "Yes..."
The immortal lord of Yingzhou Immortal Island used his immortal magic to greet the giant turtle carrying the island and send it to Yuanqiao Immortal Island.
The giant turtle, carrying the enormous island, turned around in the sea and headed towards Yuanqiao Immortal Island without making a sound.
A gigantic fairy island was sailing on the vast ocean. Due to the magical barrier, even though ships sailed on the sea and airplanes flew overhead, the gigantic fairy island could not be seen.
Jiang Chacha left Yingzhou Immortal Island and, with a move that shortened the distance to an inch, instantly traveled thousands of miles, disappearing to who-knows-where.
The area was overgrown with weeds, and a few sparse trees looked like they were dying. Not far away, there was a three-room mud-brick house.
The area around the adobe house was clean, with piles of dry grass and firewood. There was a sense of human presence, death, gloom, and eeriness.
Jiang Chacha tugged at the red rope tied to her wrist, but couldn't break it. She tried to cut it with her magic, but couldn't either.
The red rope stretched for countless miles, its end unseen, yet it inexplicably made Jiang Chacha feel that no matter how far she ran, Chongming would find her.
She angrily shook her head, trying to banish the blurry, unrecognizable image of the dragon with two golden horns on its head from her mind.
"How did you end up here? Are you lost?"
Just as Jiang Chacha was about to shake the dragon with two golden horns off its head, a cautious female voice asked her with concern.
Jiang Chacha abruptly stopped shaking her head. Looking in the direction of the sound, she saw a bright and beautiful girl with a high ponytail and sparkling eyes, carrying a large basin and a large bag. She was standing several steps away, looking at her with concern in her eyes.
Jiang Chacha blinked and followed up, saying, "Yes, I got lost. I originally wanted to come here to find a spot to take some photos."
She's still wearing a green dress, has green hair, and green eyes. Afraid of scaring people, she just made up a story about her looking for a location to take photos while cosplaying.
The girl's cautiousness disappeared, and she walked over: "You're going to Lake Village to find locations for filming, right?"
Jiang Chacha nodded: "Yes!"
The little girl replied, "Then you've taken the wrong path, but it's okay. I'll take you down with me when I go down later and show you the way." Jiang Chacha smiled at her, "Thank you."
The little girl blushed at her smile: "You're welcome, you're so pretty and beautiful."
Jiang Chacha casually made up a story, but didn't forget to praise the little girl: "They're all wearing makeup, unlike you who are all natural and have a pretty, rosy face."
The little girl blushed and said, "You speak so nicely, thank you. My name is Hou Shouping, and I deliver meat and grain to my grandfather. What's your name?"
"My name is Jiang Chacha, nice to meet you!" Jiang Chacha replied while asking, "Your grandfather is..."
Hou Shouping raised her chin to indicate: "Look, my grandfather lives there."
Jiang Chacha looked in the direction she indicated and saw the three mud-brick houses: "Does your grandfather live here alone?"
Hou Shouping nodded: "Yes, this used to be a village with more than a dozen households. Later, the country's policies were good, and they built houses for us at the foot of the mountain, so we all moved down there."
“My grandfather didn’t want to leave, so he has been living here ever since. His family couldn’t persuade him to leave, so he lives here alone. We come up here once or twice a month to bring him fried meat and grain. He also keeps some land on the mountain where he grows vegetables for his daily needs.”
Jiang Chacha said "Oh," and then added, "Can I go with you? I can go with you after you finish delivering your things."
Hou Shouping smiled and replied, "Sure, come with me."
Jiang Chacha followed behind her for a long time until they came to a small, trampled path where no grass grew, and walked from the mud-brick house.
The closer you get to the mud-brick house, the stronger and heavier the eerie, resentful, and demonic aura becomes.
Until they reached the door of the mud-brick house, a sinister and eerie aura emanated from inside, meaning that the source of everything was inside the house.
Hou Shouping stood at the door, and even though the door was half-open, she didn't push it in directly. Instead, she called out from the outside, "Grandpa, Grandpa, it's me, Shouping. May I come in?"
The house had no windows; even in broad daylight, with the door half-closed, it was pitch black and not bright at all.
"Grandpa...Grandpa..."
"Creak!"
The half-open door opened from the inside, and an old man with a frail, hunched back and a full head of white hair, dressed in a burial suit, appeared.
Hou Shouping was startled: "Grandpa, didn't I tell you that when I call you, you should answer me? Don't suddenly appear, it scares me."
Grandpa Hou's voice was hoarse: "Next time you come, just leave the things at the door, don't knock or call me."
Hou Shouping refused: "No, I want to come up and see you. Is there anything you need? I'll bring it to you next time."
Grandpa Hou replied, "I don't need anything. I eat one meal a day. I have enough to eat even if you don't send me grain for three years.
"grandfather……"
"Alright, put your things down, you can leave... Who are you?"
Grandpa Hou was originally urging his granddaughter to leave quickly, but when he saw Jiang Chacha, he looked at her with his cloudy eyes and questioned her.
Jiang Chacha stepped forward and stood next to Hou Shouping, meeting Hou's cloudy eyes in the eye: "I am a lost tourist."
Grandpa Hou stared at her: "No, you're not a tourist."
Jiang Chacha retorted, "I'm not a tourist, so what do you think I am?"
Grandpa Hou stepped forward: "When a person is beautiful to a certain degree, they are no longer human, but a demon, a spirit, a ghost!"
Jiang Chacha raised an eyebrow, about to speak again, when Hou Shouping stepped in front of her and said, "Grandpa, what are you doing? You're scaring him. He really is a tourist, a tourist who came to take pictures and got lost."
Grandpa Hou reached out and shoved someone aside: "Get out of the way!"
Hou Shouping didn't move: "Grandpa..."
Jiang Chacha grabbed Hou Shouping by the back of her collar and pulled her aside.
Hou Shouping's feet were dangling in the air. When she realized what was happening, she had already landed on the ground. Her eyes were wide with disbelief.
Grandpa Hou stepped forward again, staring intently at Jiang Chacha: "I'm eighty-nine years old this year. I studied divination for a few years and know some nonsense. I'm sure you're not human."
Jiang Chacha raised the corner of her mouth, pointed to his shoulder, and said, "Old man, you're sure I'm not human, so why can't you feel someone carrying you on your back?"
Hou Shouping: "!!!!!"
What does that mean?
Her grandfather is also very eccentric.
But why is this pretty lady acting so mysteriously?
Is this pretty woman really not human?
Is the legend in their village true? Are there spirits and monsters in the village?
Grandpa Hou's eyes flashed as he stared intently at Jiang Chacha, then he pulled back from the step he had taken: "I don't know what you're talking about?"
Jiang Chacha stepped forward and approached him: "I had no intention of coming here. Even though I could see that there were resentful spirits and demonic energy in your house, I didn't want to meddle. But since you rushed up here, I have to have a good talk with you. According to the new regulations of the Three Realms, it is a crime to detain spirits in the human world without authorization, and it is also a crime to detain demons without authorization."
“Once the crime is verified, no matter if you are from heaven, the ghost realm, the demon realm, or the human realm, if the victim wants you to die, you must die.”
Grandpa Hou took two steps back and retreated into the house: "What new regulations for the Three Realms? I've never even heard of them. Get out, get out..."
He was about to close the door when he said that.
Jiang Chacha reached out and blocked the door, preventing it from closing. Instead, she pushed the door open completely and threw the Flame Stick into the room.
"what!"
Grandpa Hou screamed as if he had been burned by the flames coming from the flaming stick, and turned to rush into the house.
The flaming staff stood in the middle of the room, its flames blazing brightly, illuminating the room and burning away much of the yin energy within.
Grandpa Hou tried to extinguish the fire on the fire stick, but the fire was burning his hand, and he couldn't take it away. He roared, "Take it away, take it away, take this away now!"
Jiang Chacha stepped into the house, her domineering and sharp demeanor declaring, "Old man, you're quite old, don't be so hot-tempered. After all, you used my demon clan's demons to trap the ghost on your back, which was a provocation against my demon clan. I should be the one to lose my temper and break your neck!"