Immortal Voices

Inside the palace, after Hua Yao took the crowd, it seemed that Rong Xian, who had fallen asleep, opened her eyes.

She sat up, Rong Xian's mind moved, the restraint around the palace started, and an enchantment was directly over it.

The strength of this enchantment comes from the Tianzhu that blesses luck, and no one can peep.

After doing this, Rong Xian sat cross-legged and closed his eyes.

When she completed the sacrifice to heaven and coincided with Rong Guoqi's luck, she noticed a strangeness, which should not be an illusion.

Above the palace, the Qiyun Jinlong in Qiyun Yunhai opened the dragon eyes full of Longwei.

It swung its tail, opened its mouth violently, and a little starlight flew out of it, quickly heading towards Hevi's palace.

In the palace, Rong opened her eyes fiercely, and she extended her right hand subconsciously, and a little starlight fell from the sky into her palm.

Feeling the faint temperature of the palm of the hand and the slight sorrow of the sword, Rong Xian: "..."

Turned out to be the true spirit of the sword emperor!

After Rong Xian was surprised for a moment, the corners of his mouth slowly twitched.

It turned out that the strangeness that was discovered after the sacrifice of heaven and earth turned out to be the luck of Rong Guo protecting the true spirit of the sword emperor?

She raised her hand to put this true spirit in front of her, watching a stream of humane luck and willingness dissipate around the true spirit, protecting him firmly.

The Sword Emperor paid everything for the birth and death of Rongguo. He guarded Rongguo for thousands of years. When he was dying, he was assured of the people. The National Games blessed him as he said.

Rong Xian stood up and folded her long sleeves casually, but couldn't hold back the emotion: "Fortunately, the National Games has affection and righteousness, and I have not crossed the river to tear down the bridge."

Rong Xian caressed the real spirit exuding a weak sword, and frowned, as if thinking of something that would confuse her.

The remnants of the sword emperor's true spirit can never be passed on. The sword emperor finally died, and Zhongqianjie did not allow another sword emperor to appear.

He was too dazzling, firmly suppressing the others out of breath.

So, what to do?

Rong Xian looked down at the real Emperor of the Sword Emperor, his expressionless face showed a bit of coldness, his eyes were indifferent.

Seeing that the true spirit had left Tianzhu Blessing, the flickering in her hands gradually weakened, and Rong Xian seemed to think of something, and a mass of vitality poured out in the palm, keeping the true spirit immortal.

She clasped her hands and said, "Why am I stupid? Rong Guo's ready successor is right in front of me."

She gently tapped the true spirit of the sword emperor, and said gently: "You threw Rong Guo to me, and I saved your life to return Rong Guo to you. This is called Tiandao good reincarnation."

There was a breeze of moonlight on Rong Xian's face, and she could not see that she just wanted this true spirit to die on her own.

She chuckled a little, with an interesting taste: "People in Zhongqian always like the people behind them, and they will grow up with you, and their faces will surely look good."

After a long time, she sighed softly, "You send me to Qingyun, I'll be all you."

She loosened her hands and was lucky to float in the air holding the true spirit.

A dizzy purse appeared in her hand as she moved.

This is the purse that Shen has been hanging around his neck before.

Rong Xian took out two medicine stone dolls from the inside, and touched the doll gently with his fingertips.

No wonder she was so distraught when she left that she had to take this purse.

It turns out that everything has a fixed number.

Rong Xian caressed the wrinkles that didn't exist on the shirt, raised his eyes, and his smile was full of fun.

This is really interesting, she can't wait to see the sword emperor giving birth to a new child.

Rong Xian's hands quickly printed the seal to unlock the restraint on the medicine stone doll.

Immediately after the ban was lifted, the blood blocked on the stone doll quickly formed three drops of essence blood, and the essence blood broke out of its restraint and floated out of the doll.

Looking at the essence and blood suspended in the air, Rong Xian could clearly sense that there was a drop of her own, a drop of the sword emperor's essence, and a drop—it was Shen Jiuyu.

Her essence and the sword emperor's essence are in the same vein, and two drops of essence blood spontaneously merge into one.

Rong Xian glanced at the long-staying blood next to his eyes, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said to the faint true spirit: "Do you want the blood of the Yu family? If you don't like it, I will change to someone else. I can find something that pleases you. "

What this said was like choosing a concubine.

Jian Di Zhen Ling seemed to understand her words, shook it gently, and slowly approached two drops of blood.

Rong Xian knew that Zhenling did not hate the blood of the Yu family.

The Yu family guards the sword emperor for thousands of years, and finally destroys the tribe.

Now that the sword emperor is back, there is a trace of Yu's blood in his body. When he grows up completely and pays back the cause and effect with his own body, it is in line with Yu's full glory.

Rong Xian flipped her palms and exuberant Mu Lingzhu flew up to the sky, covering two drops of blood.

Rong Xian's hands printed quickly, and the obscure and desolate fluctuations continued.

When the fluctuations became clear, the whole study exuded a joy that made people feel from the bottom of their hearts.

That is the arrival of new life, the gift of heaven, and the endless stream of human reproduction.

Over the palace, after a moment of turbulence, the sea of ​​clouds and clouds boiled for a moment, and then slowly returned to silence. No one except Rong Xian noticed it.

In the dormitory, two drops of essence blood have been merged into one, and the true spirit of the sword emperor has been dragged back into its place, and luck has covered it to protect it.

Through that thin layer of luck, Rong Xian can clearly see that a new life is being born.

With a smile on her face, she said falsely: "The bloodline of the grandfather and the imperial husband, I am Prince Rong Guo."

A flash of golden light in Rong Xian's eyes opened a door in the void, and a clear pool of vitality was visible behind the door.

-Good fortune pool.

The monks who did not want to naturally conceive their children would be assisted by essence and blood, and they would give birth to the descendants in the pool of creation, just like the children of the first emperor, but also like Yu Su.

Rong Xian stood up, and just wanted to send the new life to the fortune of the natural pond to conceive, but stopped at the door.

After a pause, she retracted her stepped feet and stared at the light beam of life that was overwhelmed by fortune. Her eyes were so deep that she was totally puzzled.

After a long while, her eyes moved away, and the index finger of her right hand made a slight stroke in the palm of her left hand, and a drop of blood exuding a faint golden mang flowed out.

The blood was suspended on the palm of Rong Xian's right hand. She looked down at this drop of blood, swiped her left hand, swept away the power in the blood, and mobilized the vitality in Mu Lingzhu to protect the blood. Then, he walked into the good fortune pool and placed it in the pool, and then laid down a series of restraints before turning around and leaving.

After she stepped out of the pool, the void door closed again, leaving no trace at all.

After doing this, Rong Xian's eyes fell on his eldest prince.

Hey, didn't you say that you would send the eldest prince into the creation pool? Why did Rong Xian leave the eldest prince and send the new blood to the pool of good fortune? Is it wrong?

In fact, Rong Xian also intentionally left his eldest prince.

With a flick of her fingertips, she sent the air-wrapped life into Mu Lingzhu to conceive.