Chapter 369 Mo Yuan’s Resurrection

Ten days later.

Nine Heavenly Palace, inside Zhuxian Terrace.

A huge silkworm cocoon is constantly rising and falling as if it is alive, breathing in the abundant violence around it.

Suddenly, a layer of profound light emerged from the cocoon. When the light became deeper and more oppressive, the cocoon turned into flying feathers all over the sky, revealing the figure in the cocoon.

It was Yang Jiao dressed in gray robe.

At this moment, his whole body's Qi was completely integrated, without any majestic power. He was just like a mortal in the world. At most, he was just too good-looking.

Suddenly, Yang Jiao opened his eyes, revealing a pair of eyes that looked like a bottomless abyss.

In the past three hundred years, with the help of the Immortal Execution Platform, he has finally reached the level of perfection in the cultivation of the divine way. However, the distance between the cultivation of the immortal way and Taiyi is half a step, only separated by a thin veil.

Immediately, Yang Jiao felt slightly that the hostility in the Zhuxian Platform was a thousand times less than before, and he immediately disappeared in place.

Zhaochun Hall.

"Father, you are out of seclusion!"

As soon as Tiandao saw Yang Jiao walking in, he immediately trotted over with his short legs.

"Xiaotuanzi, are you in trouble?"

Yang Jiao looked at his son holding his thigh, and saw Bai Qian sitting on the main couch angrily.

"Father, I used Yi Meng Qianqiu on cousin Fengjiu to completely cut off her love for Emperor Donghua."

"But when my mother saw Cousin Fengjiu waking up, she regarded the love in the world as a snake and a scorpion, and she devoted herself to the Tao from then on. I don't know why, she became like this as soon as she returned to the Heavenly Palace."

Tiandao raised his little face and said doubtfully.

"Did you say anything else before?"

Yang Jiao glanced at Bai Qian again and asked.

"I only talked about this magical technique. My father wanted to use it on my mother."

Tiandao whispered.

Yang Jiao immediately understood that Bai Qian must have seen the power of this magic. Apart from being scared, he felt very angry. When he thought that he actually wanted to use this magic on himself, he couldn't help but feel angry. The more he thought about it, the more he thought about it. More and more angry.

"Xiao Tuanzi, I will go back to Zixiao Palace first and leave everything to my father."

After Tiandao left, Yang Jiao walked up to Bai Qian, sat down, and held her jade hand that was as smooth as cream.

When Bai Qian saw this, she immediately wanted to pull out her hand, but the world was spinning. Before she could react, she was already in Yang Jiao's arms.

"Qianqian, for the past hundreds of years, the three of us as a family have either been practicing in Tangquan Palace, or because you are the female queen of the East Wilderness, I have accompanied you to handle official business at Qingqiu Fox Cave."

"Now that Xiaojiu no longer clings to his love for Emperor Donghua, how about passing on the Queen of Donghuang to her and I take you to travel around the world?"

When Bai Qian heard this, all his anger disappeared, and his face moved as he said:

"Then your daily practice"

Yang Jiao put his chin on Bai Qianqiao's face affectionately:

"It's okay. There's nothing we can do now. We can only wait for heaven's time to make further progress."

In the human world, in a lively market.

Yang Jiao and Bai Qian walked on the noisy street.

"We just throw the little dumplings in the sky and play in the mortal world for more than a hundred years. Isn't it good?"

Suddenly, Bai Qian whispered.

"A day in heaven, a year on earth, only a few months."

Yang Jiao said indifferently.

Ten miles of peach trees.

"I was doing business in the mortal world, and I met Die Feng, the second prince of Xihai, a disciple of Mo Yuan, and Xiaowu's senior brother."

"Starting six hundred years ago, the eldest prince of the West Sea, Dieyong, whose weak body bones were getting worse and worse. The pharmacists at the West Sea Crystal Palace searched for a long time but could not find the root cause, and were even at a loss to do anything."

"Seeing that the eldest prince is coughing up more and more blood, I can only post it and let the King of Medicine in the sky solve it."

"But the Medicine King couldn't figure out the reason, so he only prescribed two doses of medicine to stop Dieyong from coughing up blood."

"Before the Medicine King left, he said that the illness of the eldest prince Xihai does not seem to be a disease on his body. Since there is no disease on his body, what can he, a mere Medicine King, do."

"In the end, I was helpless and had no choice but to seek medical treatment from all over the world, but there was still no cure."

After listening to Bai Zhen's story, Zheyan couldn't help but nodded and said:

"Since it concerns Xiao Wu, let's take a trip."

Two days later, Crystal Palace, Fuying Hall.

"Zheyan, after you diagnosed the eldest prince Dieyong the day before yesterday, I always felt that there was something wrong with your expression and tone at that time. Now you have asked Lord Xihaihai and the second prince Diefeng to avoid him."

Bai Zhen asked suspiciously.

"Zhenzhen, Mo Yuan, the legitimate son of Father God and the only God of War in the world, is probably coming back, but now he is so weak that he has to rely on the divine blood of others to protect him."

Zheyan put his hands behind his back and said an extremely complicated expression on his face.

"Mo Yuan? You said he is Mo Yuan!"

Bai Zhen looked intently at a sleeping man on the bed.

"It was him, or not him, who revived a ray of Mo Yuan's soul in Dieyong's body."

Zheyan also turned his eyes to the sleeping man on the bed. His eyes were complicated and unspeakable, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart:

"Do you know that Kunlun has been in ruins for 70,000 years, and your sixteen disciples are scattered across the sea to find your whereabouts."

"Did you know that in order to preserve your divine body, your little Seventeen gave you a bowl of blood every day and fed you for 70,000 years?"

"Mo Yuan, you are finally coming back."

In the dark, Mo Yuan's soul in Dieyong's body seemed to hear something.

In the past, since Mo Yuan's death, his Xuanyuan Sword has been buried in Kunlunxu. At this moment, golden light shines brightly, Kunlunxu's dragon energy is surging, and the bells are ringing.

Ye Hua, who was processing official documents in Zichen Palace, couldn't help but feel angina.

At the same time, Bai Qian suddenly woke up from his sleep.

"Qianqian, are you having a nightmare?"

Yang Jiao beside him naturally woke up.

"I don't know why, but I dreamed about the Ruoshuihe battle with the Yi clan."

When Yang Jiao heard this, he immediately understood that a ray of Mo Yuan's soul had recovered.

After the two got married, Bai Qian told Yang Jiao one by one about her childhood experiences. Of course, she also told Yang Jiao that she disguised herself as a man, became Mo Yuan's seventeenth disciple Si Yin, and brought back Mo Yuan's divine body. Things about Qingqiu.

Immediately, Yang Jiao's eyes moved slightly and said:

"If the battle in Shuihe concerns your master Mo Yuan, why don't we go back to Qingqiu and take a look."

After hearing this, Bai Qian nodded in agreement without hesitation.

The two set off immediately and arrived at Qingqiu soon, only to find that there was nothing unusual about Mo Yuan's divine body.

Bai Qian immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and the wandering temper in her heart faded away, so she wanted to go back to the Heavenly Palace with Yang Jiao to see her son.

West Sea.

"This is her master. She has fed the people for 70,000 years with her heart and blood. She has been waiting for the people for 70,000 years. I must tell Xiao Wu quickly."

Zheyan said as he started to walk out of the hall.

"Since Xiao Wu handed over the position of Queen of the East Wasteland to Xiao Jiu, he and Mo Jiao disappeared without a trace. We'd better send the message to her directly."

Bai Zhen suggested.

On the other side, Bai Qian, who just wanted to return to the Heavenly Palace, received Zheyan's message and made an appointment somewhere outside the Western Sea.

Not long after, Yang Jiao, Bai Qian and Zhe Yan met.