Leaving the wasteland, she had lingering palpitations.
That kind of breathtaking oppression made her reluctant to recall.
"What place is it, and why does it exist?"
She was secretly shocked, because she felt the breath emitted by the giant beast, which was not weaker than a popular old man in Xiaojie mountain.
And at the last moment, she saw an unimaginable scene. The giant beast was bound by tens of thousands of chains on its giant claws hanging from the clouds!
"Who has such strength to imprison it there? Is it the emperor?!"
Thinking of this, Chang Ling was shocked to the extreme. At the same time, she was more sure that only emperor had such strength.
"Will he also be imprisoned there by the emperor?"
She gritted her teeth. Obviously, she had an answer in her heart, but this answer was too unfair.
Should we be exiled and imprisoned if we use the power of Yan Xian to shake the great Yan Xian under the Zhenwu Yang seat?
Chang Ling knew that Mu Xiu was in the forest, and the wind would destroy it. Just because she knew it, she felt unwilling again.
But there was nothing she could do about all this. She couldn't shake it at all, and even entered the wilderness.
Thinking of this, she sighed and returned to Xiaojie mountain.
"Sister Ling, I, I fell asleep..."
In the auspicious cloud shrouded Xiaojie mountain, under the fairy tree, Amy bowed her head and said, with two fleshy little hands behind her, looking like she had done something wrong.
Chang Ling reluctantly smiled, stretched out her slender palm and rubbed her head. "It's all right, Amitabha, don't blame yourself. That's not where you should go."
Amitabha nodded, and then hurriedly said, "sister Na Ling, did you see brother Jian there?"
She smiled wryly, "never seen it."
Then Chang Ling told Amitabha about what happened there.
"Oh, no, will it be so terrible?"
After listening, AMI said in a startled voice.
Chang Ling sighed slightly, "it's far more terrible than I said, so it's almost impossible to see him."
"Then what should I do? Brother Jian must not have an accident, or the little emperor..." said here, with an anxious AMI on his face, and then suddenly looked up at her, with hope in his eyes.
"Yes, little emperor, brother Yan!"
Chang Ling wondered, "what's the matter with Guan xiaodijun?"
As if he had caught a straw, Amitabha said, "sister Ling, you don't know. Brother Jian and xiaodijun are close friends. If xiaodijun knew that brother Jian was trapped in the wasteland, he would come to help!"
“……”
After hearing this, Chang Ling was silent. Even though she had been practicing enlightenment in Xiaojie mountain since she was young, she also knew something about the outer world.
In particular, she knows the situation of the seven emperors under the throne of zhenwuyang, because this is the most basic criterion for candidates for heavenly officials.
It is said that the great emperor under Zhenwu Yang is the most grumpy and eccentric. He never makes friends with any Yanxian, and even regards his six younger brothers as enemies.
Chang Ling once looked at the great emperor's son Yan from a distance several years ago, which basically conformed to the rumors. Her face was pale, strange and handsome, and she was grumpy.
They are hostile to all immortals in Tianting.
This also caused that even the ancient elders in heaven retreated and gave way to them.
There is also a rumor that when he was a minor, the childe Yan fought with zhenwuyang and plotted to win the last heaven in the big division for zhenwuyang.
All kinds of deeds add up, so that the whole big division, and even all the Yan immortals in the heaven, Da Yan immortals, dare not despise this "waste" emperor.
This is why she was surprised at what Amitabha said.
In her view, the great emperor's son, childe Yan, could never have close people, let alone close friends.
And seeing that Jian Wushuang was badly hurt and brought to xiaojieshan by Yu Bo alone, she would not think of the relationship between the two.
After thinking for a long time, Chang Ling said, "Amitabha, don't talk nonsense. How can they have a relationship?"
Seeing that she didn't believe it, AMI hurriedly said, "really, I won't lie to your sister Ling. Brother Jian came with brother Yan at the Tianting banquet not long ago, and they also got Xiantao at that banquet!"
Chang Ling's Willow eyebrows trembled, and she finally had an impression. The winner of Xiantao in the last Tianting feast was indeed the son of the great Emperor Yan.
And she also heard that after finally getting Xiantao, childe Yan divided Xiantao into two and gave the other half to a young Yanxian.
Combined with Jian Wushuang's appalling performance in the emperor Taoist field, Chang Ling finally believed Amitabha's words.
"But, emperor, will you be willing to take risks to save him?"
Chang Ling asked, his words full of doubts.
Amitabha laughed, and his big eyes narrowed into crescent shapes. "Don't worry, sister Aya, I can feel that brother Yan's mood towards brother Jian is different, and he will come to save brother Jian!"
She hesitated again and again, and finally made up her mind, "then go to see the emperor?"
AMI nodded desperately.
"However, candidate heavenly officials cannot leave Xiaojie mountain at will..."
"Not so much, but sister Aya, AMI will have a way to let you leave."
"Okay, okay."
……
Clouds and smoke flow, and return after recovery.
It was like being in a dreamlike cloud and smoke, leaning against a body shape on the jade steps.
He was dressed in extravagant clothes, with mountains and rivers painted on it, with the momentum of swallowing the sky.
Leaning on the jade steps, he was half asleep and half awake. He didn't know what the heaven and earth were flowing.
In the temple of heaven, silence can be heard, without the breath of any immortal.
I don't know how long it took, the dusty and tightly closed tiandian Tianmen slowly opened, and then a thin purple robe entered the hall, walking briskly.
The thin purple robe came to him quietly, leaned over and whispered, "Your Highness, there is a fairy who came to see you six days ago and said that there is something important to discuss with your highness."
The figure on the jade steps didn't even open his eyes, as if he was still sleeping.
And the thin purple robe fixed its posture, waiting for a reply.
For a long time, a cold sound sounded.
"No, if you don't go, kill it."
The thin purple robe nodded and promised. For every order, he would resolutely implement it, never asking the reason.
He turned around and was ready to leave, but after taking a few steps, he stopped again, folded and added a word.
"Your Highness, that fairy is a Dayan fairy. I feel from her breath that she should have come out of the Xiaojie mountain."
"No interest, let her leave." The figure on the jade steps said, and there was still only cold killing intention in the words.
The thin purple robe was silent, and finally said, "Your Highness, it was the little Amitabha who asked her to come to see you."
Above the jade steps, he quietly opened his eyes, which contained supreme authority.