This belated honeymoon...

At the top of the Immortal Palace, Wang Sheng sat in his arms watching the clouds rise and fall, and ate snacks that his senior sister pushed apart one by one, similar to melon seeds. Wang Sheng felt satisfied.

The hardships and dangers I experienced before seemed to be worth mentioning.

He just wants time to stop here.

The focus of this month of practice has allowed both of them to improve their cultivation, and the progress is so great that it is comparable to Wang Sheng's hard work in the mountains for three or five years.

Chun Yangzi's secrets of fellow practitioners are really treasures in the world.

After all, it was summarized bit by bit by bit by bit by bit, so it is reasonable to be so powerful.

After practicing with my senior sister for three or five years, Wang Sheng was sure to reach the Heavenly Immortal Realm.

But Wang Sheng also knew that this was just a means of assistance and could not be used as the main method. Otherwise, his own way would be closely connected with the way of life that the senior sister was majoring in this time, which would have a series of negative effects.

The most serious consequence is to make the Taoist practice empty. After all, it is not achieved through steadily practice, and it is easy to leave fatal hidden dangers.

The chance of getting involved is also quite high.

"Senior sister, I really want us to live here, worry-free."

Master Wang said affectionately. Mu Wanxuan thought about it carefully, but shook her head at Wang Sheng very seriously.

Daozheng Wang smiled bitterly and said, "I know, I just said that, there are still many things we need to do. And as the only one that can be played on the earth now, I have to support this small breaking ball."

Mu Wanxuan blinked and found that her junior brother seemed to have misunderstood something, and whispered: "There is no internet."

"Cough!" Wang Sheng did not breathe, and he held his forehead with one hand, making him laugh and cry.

OK, according to my senior sister's request, I will continue to work hard. After getting rid of the current predicament, I will take my senior sister back to Earth to live for a while.

If Emperor Qinghua also wants to go there, it is actually OK. As long as the Emperor does not practice the great way of death on earth, it is actually fine.

Uh, why does it feel like I'm asking a god of death to visit the earth...

"Senior sister, what name should we give the child if we have a child in the future?"

"Um……"

Mu Wanxuan pondered for a while, shook her bare hands in front of her, made a "sand platform" with white clouds, and raised her hand to write a few names on it.

Wang Sheng also laughed, picked up his pen and wrote a few words, and studied with his senior sister during this period.

"Yeah!"

A dry cough came from the side. Taoist Wang and Mu Wanxuan turned their heads and looked at each other. The two embraced each other quickly stood up and tidied up their slightly messy robes.

Emperor Qinghua smiled and said, "Although you two have a good relationship, you must always use your immortal consciousness to observe the surroundings. It is so easy to find others to plot against you."

Wang Sheng and Mu Wanxuan said in unison, but there was no embarrassment.

Emperor Qinghua said: "Come with me. I will help some old people in the heavenly court to relieve the suffering of the five declines of heavenly beings. This is also the time for you to subdue these people's trust."

"Yes, it made the Emperor trouble."

Wang Sheng sighed in his heart, but he couldn't refuse.

After all, the big guys have worked hard to cultivate themselves at this time, even if they are just to respond to this importance, they must work hard to perform.

At this moment, Emperor Qinghua led the two of them to the north of the star.

Wang Sheng also called out Yao Yun, the Thirteenth Princess of the Heavenly Court, also a golden sign facing the old subordinates of the Heavenly Court.

"By the way, Feiyu, can Wenqu Xingjun tell you the plan we discussed?"

"No," Wang Sheng wondered, "Isn't the golden cicada escaping?"

"Just just escape from the shell, it's not enough to hide the truth... Forget it, let Wenqu Xingjun tell you in detail later. He has made too many arrangements, and I can't understand it."

Emperor Qinghua chuckled, obviously in a very good mood.

The four of them fell in an ice field. Wang Lingguan was already waiting here and led the four of them into a huge ice crack.

Soon, they arrived at an ice cave made of thousands of years of black ice. The ice cave should have been dug out from the glacier star in the Northern Heaven Realm and stuffed it directly here. You can see that the pattern of some black ice has obvious differences.

Walking inside, I soon saw a group of "dried corpses".

They were sealed in the black ice, and could sense a trace of vitality and entangled with strands of death.

Seeing this, Emperor Qinghua couldn't help but show pain and whispered: "Why do you have to?"

He died after the same torture, knowing how terrible the decline of heaven and man is; now these people have suffered from the torture of a long time, but gritted their teeth and held them hard without letting themselves pass away.

If they hadn't had a strong will to 'live', they wouldn't have been able to stick to it until now.

"Because I feel unwilling, because I feel unwilling," Wang Shan whispered, "Because I am thinking about fighting for the heavenly court again the last time, they have been waiting in the mysterious ice, waiting for the opportunity to relieve the five declines of heaven and man."

Emperor Qinghua sighed long, opened his left hand and a little black light condensed from the palm.

In an instant, the place began to tremble gently, and wisps of black air flew out from these unhuman bodies in the mysterious ice, sank into the palm of Emperor Qinghua, and was directly absorbed by Emperor Qinghua.

The power of the origin of the Great Way of Death for hundreds of thousands of years is also a rare "treasure medicine" for the emperor.

However, at this time, Emperor Qinghua had no time to take care of these things and whispered: "Xiaoqing."

"Well," Mu Wanxuan replied softly, knowing what she was going to do.

She took two steps forward, gently drew two circles with her hands, pushed her right hand forward, pressed her right arm with her left palm, and strands of spiritual energy turned into vitality, gushing out from her palm, spreading towards the front.

Wang Sheng also took the initiative to move forward, took out the spirit stones with Yao Yun, and arranged them into small spiritual arrays, so that the place would soon overflow with spiritual energy.

Soon, there were coughing sounds here, and those human-shaped bodies began to move, and weak shouts came from all over the ice cave.

"Are you saved..."

"Has the five declines of heaven and man... been resolved?"

"Is the Heavenly Court still there? Are the old friends still there?"

The shouts sounded from all over the place, and the people lying on the ice bed in the depths began to move first, and they each got up and sat cross-legged.

The figures sealed in the black ice gradually slid out of the black ice, and each meditated and practiced in the rich spiritual energy and vitality.

Mu Wanxuan has been exerting her full strength. After half an hour, she couldn't hold on and was gently helped by Wang Sheng.

Wang Sheng said: "Emperor, let's wait outside. Seniors don't want people to see them in such a miserable appearance."

"I want to stay here for the time being to take care of them," Yao Yun whispered, and Wang Sheng naturally would not refuse.

Emperor Qinghua nodded and agreed, and led Wang Sheng and Mu Wanxuan out of the ice cave together.

At the entrance of the cave, seventy or eighty people had gathered at some point, all of whom had previously been active in the northern part of the East Tiandi Region with Wang Lingguan and went out to spread the news several times.

Almost each of them has old injuries, but they are in the five declines of the heavenly beings.

Seeing Emperor Qinghua coming, these old subordinates of the Heavenly Court knelt down silently and bowed deeply to Emperor Qinghua.

"All get up," the Emperor said in a gentle voice, and casually tapped off the old wounds related to the way of death on several people.

When Mu Wanxuan's cultivation level enters the realm of immortality, she can use the way of life to remove the old injuries on these people.

In the future, my senior sister can be firmly appointed as the Logistics Minister.

Half a day later, figures walked out of the ice cave and slowly flew to the ice field, finding Emperor Qinghua, as well as Wang Sheng and Mu Wanxuan, who were meditating not far away.

The total number is more than 600. According to the original position and qualifications, the queue is arranged and move forward together. Under the guidance of Wang Shan, he arrived in front of Emperor Qinghua.

These people all knelt down and said, "Imperial Xie Qinghua's grace to relieve the misfortune."

Emperor Qinghua bowed and said calmly: "The heaven still needs your useful body. I have worked so hard over the years.

I have experienced the taste of the five declines of heaven and man, and I have died of this torture. If you can survive until now, you are really a hundred times more determined than me.

Everyone, please get up quickly.”

A female fairy looked up and asked, "The emperor has now changed from the great way of life to the great way of death. Can he practice the art of resurrection?"

"I... can't do it."

Emperor Qinghua sighed helplessly and shook his head slightly at the female fairy, "Even if a person who has just died and reincarnated, it is just like the six realms of reincarnation. After reincarnation, he is not the original person, nor the original way.

Life and death are all great skills, and the Great Way gives too many restrictions."

"Thank you for your answer," the fairy bowed her head and bowed again, her forehead pressed against the ice field, but she couldn't help crying.

When she cried like this, many of the immortal gods in the heavenly court who had just woken up had their eyes red.

Whether it is a male immortal or an old immortal, they can't help but choke, or their eyes are full of hatred.

"Everyone, get up and go to the side to rest," Emperor Qinghua said in a gentle voice.

Yao Yun on the side also said, "Please take care of yourself."

"Thank you, thank you, Your Highness Thirteenth Princess."

"We still need to restore our cultivation and compete with those thieves! Avenge our bloody revenge!"

"Although the Heavenly Court is destroyed, our lonely souls still exist! We must let the Heavenly Palace rise again and make those rebels pay the price!"

Wang Sheng looked quietly behind him, with a little helplessness in his eyes.

Mu Wanxuan gently pulled his arm and whispered: "Laugh."
To be continued...