"You're alive, how could I possibly be dead?"
In the void, Jun Cuihua's divine mind waves reverberated.
These two ancestors of the Jun family seem to have known each other.
"So you're going to protect this kid?"
"Life and death are determined by fate, wealth and honor by heaven. Everything has its destined course."
"Every cause has an effect, let's see again someday..."
Jun Tai'a's divine sense dissipated.
You leave, from beginning to end, your expression remains calm.
As if he wasn't worried at all about the main pulse attacking him.
"Soon, everything will have a result." Jun Beili smiled faintly.
Seeing the two Jun family emperors, there was no intention of confrontation.
Many big shots behind the scenes were somewhat taken aback.
The Jun family's reaction, however, was not in line with their usual arrogant style.
However, some people also believe that since it's an undercurrent, it's not appropriate to directly intervene.
If it were another faction, the Jun family would have been wiped out long ago.
He came to a cave blessed by an extremely strong aura of the divine.
Jun Qingyan and Jun Yinhuang followed closely behind.
In the center of this blessed land, there is a spirit spring.
In the center of the spring, a three-zhang-high fairy source floats.
In the Immortal Source, a woman in her nineties is sealed away.
He looked very old, with silver hair and many wrinkles on his face.
Although faintly discernible are the outlines of youth, she is absolutely pure and beautiful.
"This is..."
Jun Qingyan and Jun Yinhuang both had some doubts.
Could this be an elder who has come to bid farewell?
But the next moment, something astonishing happened to both of them.
< >My lord, as we reach the fairy spring, please extend your hand and gently touch it. < >
"Qing'er, after so many years, I have finally found a way to revive you and live together forever."
That is, allowing you to also have the qualifications to become an emperor.
The words of farewell from the one addressed as "jun" left Jun Qingyan and Jun Yinhuang speechless.
Could it be... ?
"You might be wondering why I, despite the risk of being labeled a traitor to my bloodline, still seek the Heavenly King's Crown."
“Just because, I can't let her go.”
Perhaps it's selfish, but there's no way around it. Maybe everyone is selfish.
"Next, I will also let the hidden pulse return to the main pulse. This is the only thing I can do."
His parting words left the two of them completely speechless.
Especially Jun Qingyan.
To be honest, at first, she was extremely disgusted and repulsed by the thought of being separated from Jun.
I think he is a heartless, selfish and cruel person.
But now, it seems there's another layer to this.
"Would you like to hear a story? It's been ages since I've told one." Jun Bielai smiled.
The two fell silent.
But parting words were still said.
In the era when Jun Bi Li was around, he was a dazzling prodigy who amazed the entire cosmos.
He is the supreme emperor of the Jun family's hidden lineage, above all others, overlooking the rise and fall of the world.
All the daughters of heaven are only worthy of looking up to him, not even qualified to stand beside him.
You never thought you would fall in love with anyone.
He devoted all his energy to cultivation.
Until one day.
He stayed on a certain ancient star in the mortal realm.
While searching for a certain herb used in alchemy.
I came across a tea-picking girl from the mortal world. She looked innocent and pure, dressed in plain clothes.
"Hey, you! Don't you know the way?"
"Hey, why don't you come to my place first? I'll make you some tea."
"Hey, why don't you ever smile? You look a little lost."
Unbelievable.
One is the son of heaven, a hidden descendant of the Jun family who reigns over the stars and overlooks the world.
One is a woman who gathers tea leaves in the mundane world, with a mortal body and no cultivation whatsoever.
Sometimes, fate is like that, it just doesn't make sense.
My lord, part ways with me. I do not love the Saintess of the Holy Land, nor the Fairy of the Great Sect, nor the proud daughters of Heaven.
But for this tea picker in the world, I fell in love.
Of course, Jun didn't immediately fall in love.
He thought that this tea picker, Li Qing'er, was just a passerby in his long life.
Life is nothing to one who has parted from the world.
But for Li Qing'er, her life, was nothing more than a hundred years.
After a brief pause, Jun bid farewell and was about to depart.
He looked at Li Qing'er, whose eyes held a hint of reluctance, and after a moment of silence, left behind a cultivation technique.
"If you can cultivate, then come find me later."
After Jun said goodbye, he left directly.
He thought Li Qing'er was just a small embellishment in his life.
But who knows...
Li Qing'er truly mastered the martial arts and ventured into the endless starry sky, searching for Jun Bieli's whereabouts.
Only then did Li Qing'er realize that this ordinary-looking man in her eyes had such a distinguished background.
But Li Qing'er still went to search.
Finally found it.
Junbieli couldn't have imagined that the mortal tea-picker who had captured his heart, would actually come looking for him.
A celestial emperor, a mortal tea picker.
They fell in love after knowing each other.
But Li Qing'er's aptitude is too low, and her cultivation is too weak.
Even if you tried every method imaginable, it would be difficult to help her overcome her bottleneck.
Li Qing'er grows old day by day.
And though we are parting ways, you still retain the appearance of youth.
Not to mention, Jun often sleeps when parting, and every sleep is an era.
Although Li Qing'er was also sealed within Xian Yuan.
But as time went on, the flame of her life flickered ever dimmer.
Until one day, Li Qing'er had become an old woman.
She touched Jun Beili's face, her face streaked with tears, and said.
"You are still so young, while I am already so old."
"No, Qing'er, in my heart, you are still the same as when we first met."
"This time, after the slumber, I might not be able to wake up again..."
"No, I will do anything and everything to wake you up."
Li Qing'er wept.
Before she was sealed away, she whispered.
"Every line a repetition, every word a goodbye, as we part."
Because of this sentence, Junbieli changed his name.
Before that, his name wasn't Jun Bieli, it was Jun Gui Chen.
But because of Li Qing'er's one sentence, he changed his name to Jun Bieli.
Just to remind you, never forget your one and only love.
A lifetime with one person.
The story is over.
Emperor Jun Yin fell silent.
Jun Qin's eyes were slightly red, moved by this love story.
To be honest, at first they didn't quite understand why Jun Bieli didn't integrate the Heavenly King Crown into himself after obtaining it.
Although Jun's talent for separating himself from the world is already extremely terrifying, he truly does not need the Heavenly Dao Crown to prove his imperial status.
But at least, integrating the Heavenly Dao Crown only brings benefits and no harm. It's a supreme baptism.
They were very puzzled.
But now, they understand.
<
that is, the elderly woman sealed in Xián Yuān now.
I won't beg for forgiveness from anyone, even if I am condemned by a thousand people and spurned by ten thousand.
Moreover, this is a condition for the return of hidden veins. Jun Bieli said.
His words, causing her delicate body to tremble and her beautiful eyes to widen, filled with an inconceivable astonishment.
She thought again about the jade slip they had given to Jun Xiaoyao in the original imperial city.
There is a condition for the return of the hidden pulse within.
And then Lord Xiaoyao said that he had accepted that condition.
"Your Majesty, is the condition for the return of the Hidden Vein to…" Jun Qingyan was surprised.
"That's right, the condition for the return of Yinmai is that I get the Heavenly King Crown."
"It was this impossible condition that Jun Xiaoyao accomplished!"
Your eyes, filled with a profound sadness, held a deep sigh.
Even he didn't expect that Jun Xiaoyao would truly complete this demanding, almost impossible condition.
But the problem is...
Does Jun Xiaoyao really pay with his life to bring the hidden meridian back?
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