What about the good-for-nothing little celestial master?

Chapter 27 Awakening 1

Tang Lingcha squatted on the ground and looked at the big yellow cat that kept rubbing against his legs, thinking for a while, then suddenly remembered that when he was very young, he always had a dream, and the dreams were full of tigers and dragons At that time, he thought it was related to Longhu Mountain, but now it seems that it should be Baihu.

Somehow, he should have some relationship with them.

He thought about it carefully, and it really reminded him of something.

Whether it is or not, there is no harm in giving it a try.

He followed the appearance in his memory and drew a formation in the air.

"The Divine Beast White Tiger, I summoned you to show up."

After the words fell, a dazzling white light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

The white light shot straight into the sky, as if it was going to split the whole sky in half.

After the burst of white light went out, what appeared in front of his eyes was a huge tiger.

The tiger was white all over, with two white wings on its back, dark green eyes, and sharp fangs on its mouth.

The whole body is still entangled with a faint fairy energy.

Bai Hu glanced at Tang Lingcha, then raised his head and roared at the sky, the sound shook the ground.

It seemed that it had been waiting for a long time for that sound, it seemed to be venting, and it seemed to be happy.

Those who were still fighting with the monsters didn't know what happened, and they were almost petrified when they looked over after the waves of movement.

"God, divine beast!!!"

Tang Lingcha stabilized her figure and looked at the huge monster in front of her.

Obviously still a little disbelieving, "Damn, my cat has evolved."

Xiao Luo, who was behind him, also looked at the divine beast in front of him, and said, "This is the real divine beast, the White Tiger, who came riding on the clouds."

Tang Lingcha's eyes glowed, "I can tell, it's different from the counterfeit ones. It has a handsome temperament, but isn't my cat yellow? Oh, yes, it might just be a disguise."

Xiao Luo couldn't help but smiled, "I'd rather find a reason for him."

Seeing that the divine beast turned its green eyes and lowered its head, normal people would be scared away. If the fangs longer than arms bit a person, they would be killed in one bite.

Tang Lingcha was different. He reached out to touch its nose, and Baihu stuck out his tongue and licked Tang Lingcha's face.

Tang Lingcha "???"

I just washed my face.

Before he came back to his senses, the beast in front of him soared into the air, roared, and saw more and more mist slowly flowing towards his body.

Tang Lingcha had just pulled off Xiao Luo's clothes and dried her face when suddenly she felt dizzy, and in the next second a splitting headache spread all over her body.

It seems that there are a bunch of memories that don't belong to him to be forced into his mind.

He clutched his head and let out a low cry.

Xiao Luo took advantage of the situation and hugged his slipping body.

"Chacha, what's the matter?"

Tang Lingcha covered her head, her brows were tightly frowned, and the expression on her face was extremely painful.

"My head hurts."

Xiao Luo immediately stretched out his hand towards his forehead.

At this time, fragments flashed in Tang Lingcha's mind, and finally gathered into a complete memory.

When people look up at the sky, they will see the sky and the white clouds. People say that there is a kingdom of gods there, as long as people pray sincerely, they will get the favor of gods.

Day after day, year after year, people gradually discovered that gods are not omnipotent. They smashed temples to believe in ghosts, and ghosts can run amok in the world without restraint. Naturally, there are countless evil people among them.

This is the beginning of the competition between the gods and the ghosts.

Thousands of miles above the sky, there is indeed a kingdom of gods.

There are fairy clouds, pavilions, towers and pavilions, white clouds and flying cranes, and generations of gods and men live here.

It was a resplendent palace. On a high seat in the palace sat a gray-haired old man, and under the old man's throne stood countless generals.

Because the ghost race and the god race competed with each other for the territory of the human race, the two sides have been fighting for thousands of years.

Everyone knows that this battle will continue as long as no one admits defeat.

The white-haired old man sitting in the hall is Xu He, the current emperor of the Celestial Clan.

He looked at the crowd below, and his eyes focused on the boy in the scarlet shirt.

"Qing Ming."

There was an undeniable majesty in his voice.

Qing Ming stepped out of the crowd and bowed to the leader.

"Emperor."

"You just came back from the north and should have cultivated for a while, but the battle in the south is also imminent. You are willing to go to the battle with the ghost clan this time."

The young man in scarlet clothes lowered his head, but his voice was extremely firm.

"Qing Ming accepts."

"Xu Rong, you go with Qing Ming."

Standing beside Xu He, the young man named Xu Rong raised his fist slightly.

"Yes, Father."

The steps of the shrine can't be seen at a glance, there are about three thousand steps, which shows the unquestionable right of the emperor.

A row of soldiers holding sharp weapons stood on both sides of the avenue, and people came and went around them. Qing Ming walked in front, and suddenly someone patted his shoulder lightly.

"Qing Ming."

Without turning her head, Qing Ming called softly, "Your Highness."

Someone kicked him lightly again.

"Your Majesty, don't I have a name?"

Qing Ming smiled softly, "Xu Chu."

Xu Chu knew that this was not the place to talk, so he dragged Qing Ming back to his residence.

Xu Chu's dormitory, Qing Ming, had been here countless times, and she didn't treat herself as an outsider at all, she just lay down on the soft white jade bed, and fell asleep while lying down.

When Xu Chu had just changed his clothes and came out, he saw Qing Ming's appearance.

The black hair was scattered on the bed, the scarlet robe fell to the ground, and the hands were neatly placed on the stomach.

He beckoned his servants out of elementary school, he knew how tired Qingming was, he had just returned from the north and now he was going to the Chixia Mountain in the south.

He didn't call him either, but just picked up the teacup on the table, poured a cup of tea lightly, and complained in a low voice, "Dijun, why does he always want you to go? He doesn't want to see you, it should mean that he doesn't want to see you." Let me tell you, the meaning of letting Xurong go is to let him make meritorious deeds, so that he can inherit his position in a legitimate way."

The person who was still sleeping with his eyes closed opened his eyes again in an instant, and there was no trace of sleepiness in those peach eyes.

He got up and sat up from the slump, his crimson clothes fluttering gently with his movements.

"Xu Chu, there are some things you and I know as long as we know."

Xu Chuzuo was facing him, pushing the teacup to his position, "Of course I know, I only tell you about these things, no one else will know."

Qing Ming said, "You are not afraid that I will tell Dijun."

Xu Chu chuckled, "I'm afraid I won't say it, so take care of yourself all the way to Chixia Mountain."

"Why are you still feeling sad?"

He sat up and directly picked up the teacup that Xu Chu had just returned and drank it down in one gulp.

“Tea is good.”

Xu Chu added another cup of tea for him, "I'll wait for you to come back."

Qing Ming enjoys his service with peace of mind.

"it is good."

"But when I come back, I'm going to drink the peach blossoms that you have treasured for a long time to marry a concubine."

Xu Chu nodded, "Okay, I'll open it for you when I come back, so I know you miss my daughter-in-law's wine."

Qing Ming raised her eyebrows, "Good brother, don't worry, I will find you the most beautiful daughter-in-law in the whole world."

Xu Chu looked at him, "I can't be more beautiful than you."

"That's not going to work."

The battlefield with the ghost clan is at Chixia Mountain.

In the original battle with the ghost clan, Qing Ming already knew the opponent's weakness, but this time there was a new face among the people who had never seen it before.

With red hair, he is not afraid of being a target among ghosts.

But he does have something to do.

That man's tactics were fierce and his spiritual power was strong. He was definitely not an ordinary ghost soldier.

At that station, the sky was dark and the sky was dark. Qingming Shenjun held a sharp sword and fought with the opponent for three days and three nights. In the end, the four gods and beasts came out to defeat the opponent. The gods and their masters are one body. The backlash, so he rarely recruits four beasts at once.

Not only the people of the ghost clan, but also the people of the god clan also saw the four gods and beasts come out together for the first time.

Qinglong Baihu Suzaku Xuanwu, every time they appear, they will bring more surprises.

Among the four gods and beasts, no one will approach Qing Ming.

The sword in Qing Ming's hand went straight down to the opponent's vitals.

The man did not have the slightest fear.looked him up and down.

He licked the blood from his lips.

"Qing Ming Shenjun."

"Ghost King Qiyou."

Qiyou tilted his head and looked at him, "Yo, the god knows me."

Qing Ming said, "I don't think there is anyone in the world who would walk through the market wearing a circle of red hair all day long."

Qiyou was stunned for a moment, then really looked at his hair, "Red hair, you are the first person to say that but I don't want to kill you, I have heard about the demeanor of Qingming Shenjun for a long time, it is really extraordinary when I saw it today, but What kind of god are you, why don't you come and warm this king's bed."

Qing Ming curled his lips into a smile, with a chill in the corner of his eyes.

"Warming the bed, do you know where the last person who said that went?"

"where?"

Qing Ming said word by word, "The Realm of Myriad Bones."

Xiyou shook his head.

"No, no, I want to live a few more days."

The Realm of Myriad Bones is a place that has existed since the beginning of the world. There is a fierce fire that is tens of thousands of times stronger than the burning flames of the ghost world. None of the people who have entered it will come out alive, so it is known as the place of death. area.

Xi You looked at the sword stuck in his chest, and blinked.

"Little God, we will see you again."

When it was said that it was complete, it turned into a red smoke.

He naturally knew that he didn't kill him. A ghost king can have countless mobs, and this is just one of the ghost king's many mobs.

The ghost clan was defeated, and the whole army retreated back.

The entire Protoss was celebrating their victory.

Only Qing Ming looked at the raging fire burning under his feet.

From time to time, he could hear shrill cries in his ears.

He descended to the human world for the first time.

At the foot of the mountain, corpses were scattered all over the field, and houses collapsed.

For a moment he wondered if they were doing the right thing.

Not far away, a bloody mother was holding a baby who was not yet a month old in her arms.

"Sleep, child, it won't hurt when you fall asleep."

There was no focus in her eyes, as if she was a dead person whose soul had come out of her body.

Qing Ming walks towards him.

"I come."

The mother looked at him, her heart was ashamed, "No need, what's the point of saving him, he still has to die, God, fuck God."