Chapter 107: Smoke curls up from my home. Walking hand in hand...

Ye Qingzhan and Wen Gusheng, carrying Hei Batian, climbed over mountains, weaving through a sea of clouds, heading for the Twin Camel Peaks.

A gentle breeze caressed their

faces, and the green fields were pleasing to the eyes. Standing atop Hei Batian, Ye Qingzhan recalled the events at the Gates of Hell amidst the swirling winds and clouds.

After the gods' divinities dissipated, the sky, which had been dark all day, suddenly brightened. A unicorn cloud cleared the way, and a man emerged from the gap in the sky. He wore a bamboo hat and a plain shirt, his graying beard rustling in the wind, a look of regret on his face.

"Am I late? Am I late?" The white-bearded old man removed his hat, stepped onto the auspicious clouds, and glanced around as he descended. "Where is the Supreme God? Where is the Supreme God!"

The auspicious clouds dissipated, and the old man's sandaled feet touched the ground.

Li Zhixing hurried forward and bowed respectfully, "Greetings, Tiandi," then asked, "Why are you here?"

It turned out that this white-bearded old man was the great immortal who ruled the three realms as the exiled immortal had mentioned. Ye Qingzhan was inevitably surprised; he was nothing like the immortal she had imagined.

Tiandi kicked Li Zhixing, "I'm asking you a question!" His eyes grew even more stern, especially when he saw the ghostly aura emanating from him. He kicked him again, "How did you get into such a state? Are you so willing to stay in the heavens?"

Li Zhixing uttered an "ouch" and retreated behind Hu Tangqing, complaining, "The gods left and you came. You're always a step late."

Tiandi glared at him, then suppressed the urge to kick him again for Hu Tangqing's sake. He looked at the two of them, feeling a mixture of emotions.

While learning to farm in the human world, Tiandi passed by Liudun Ridge and learned of Li Zhixing's life. He knew that he had done many good deeds and that his ascension was within the law of nature.

He also knew that Li Zhixing had spent so many years wandering the three realms searching for one person, and now it seemed that this sickly female ghost was the one.

"Never mind," Tiandi said to Hu Tangqing, hanging his bamboo hat behind him. "Are you the new gatekeeper?"

Although the Ghost Gate was jointly created by the three realms, the position of gatekeeper has always belonged to the underworld. He had recently learned that the King of Hell had been replaced, his true identity nowhere to be found, by the obscure God of Tianqi Mountain.

Speaking of this God of Tianqi Mountain, he had been giving him a headache.

Ever since Tianqi Mountain suddenly appeared, he had sent celestial generals to investigate, but none had been able to enter the mountain. No celestial soldier had ever seen the appearance of this unknown wild immortal, let alone capture him in time. Rumors of the God of Tianqi Mountain were gathered by him, disguised as a mortal, while cultivating the land and gathering information along the way. However, no matter how many celestial soldiers and generals he sent out, they all returned to report that Tianqi Mountain was filled with abundant spiritual energy and shrouded in auspicious clouds.

That spiritual power was pure and profound, a level they could never hope to achieve.

Bewildered, Tiandi traveled to the East Sea to search for the all-encompassing, all-encompassing secret scroll, but to their surprise, it had long been stolen and disappeared.

The immortal realm had a rule that immortals could not interfere in mortal affairs. Unable to confront the mortal, Tiandi returned empty-handed and returned to the heavens to cultivate their land. Meanwhile, he sent Li Zhixing to the Ghost Gates. The

immortal soldiers who had been tracking the Tianqi Mountain God informed him of the presence of a rich spiritual power within.

He had intended to remain calm and allow Li Zhixing to uncover the true identity of this immortal, but the information he needed to uncover remained a tangled mess, and he, having dissipated all his immortal power, had willingly become a ghost for love.

He wanted to scold him, but words froze him.

Well, let him be. After all, there were plenty of people in heaven and on earth who could serve under his command.

Tiandi glared at him again, awaiting Hu Tangqing's response.

"That's right, Tiandi."

Tiandi was suddenly dazed after he finished speaking, then he held his gray beard and smiled: "Do you recognize me?"

Hu Tangqing saluted slightly and nodded: "Before I took office, I heard about it from the Black and White Impermanence. They said that Tiandi often transformed into the appearance of farmers, worked in the human world, and felt the hard work of people."

"The Black and White Impermanence are really talkative." Tiandi laughed heartily, "But farming in the human world is really interesting! It's also very hard!"

When the two ghosts and one immortal were talking, Ye Qingzhan's eyes had been moving back and forth between them, but when he turned to Tiandi this time, he met his gaze.

Tiandi asked: "Are you the little ghost Du chosen by the God of Apocalypse Mountain and the King of Hell?" His eyes turned from Ye Qingzhan to Wen Gu, "And you kid, are you the mortal who came out alive from the boundless and strange domain?"

Wen Gu's face was normal, he just nodded slightly at him, without any sign of wanting to say more. Ye Qingzhan, standing beside him, recalled the identical jade belts worn by the King of Hell and the Mountain God of Apocalypse. She replied, "Greetings, Tiandi." She bowed, then added, "Perhaps it was the Supreme God of Apocalypse who had chosen me as the Ghost Ferryman from the beginning."

Hearing this, Tiandi was startled again—the King of Hell had been replaced so early.

"I see." Tiandi feigned composure, gazing at the ghosts behind them.

These ghosts, large and small, shone with a faint yet luminous light. Some of them were darker in color. Tiandi suspected these ghosts were the Lords of the Illusionary Realm, about to enter the cycle of reincarnation. With a wave of his hand, his attire transformed. His

coarse linen shirt became a snowy golden robe, crowned with tassels. With a flick of his hand, blessings spread.

"I will escort you all to the cycle of reincarnation."

The light dust emanating from the Lord of the Illusionary Realm and every other ghost here was derived from natural sources, born from the heavens, earth, sun, and moon, not cultivated. Heaven and earth understood that they were blessed by the ancient gods, and the path of reincarnation should also be enlightened by them.

The moment the wide sleeves fell, the path of reincarnation opened.

Shanniang, who was closest, was holding Xinxin and holding Wang Jingshan's hand, with Xuenu beside her. She smiled and bowed to everyone and said goodbye. Zhao Jinfan was supported by Qinghuai and Xie Zhiyan, and they turned around with a smile. Mingche carried Dr. Fox on his back - he didn't know if Dr. Fox could enter reincarnation, but the gods said that he still had a chance of being saved. Tianjin and Tianxue, who were standing on both sides, looked at each other and saluted everyone in the Red Dust Inn. Chuntao took her grandmother's arm, hung the tiger-head shoes around her neck, and whispered to the old woman: "Grandma, we will be relatives in the next life." The embroiderers of Jinxiu Villa walked hand in hand into the path of reincarnation together.

"Everyone has their own cause and effect, and their own destiny."

After sending the lords of the illusion into the reincarnation, Tiandi glanced at Li Zhixing who was hiding behind him, and said to Hu Tangqing: "I wish you two a happy wedding and a long life together. After the gates of hell, I will continue to rely on you two. When the time is enough, I will personally send you two into the reincarnation."

Li Zhixing pricked up his ears to eavesdrop. When had Tiandi been so polite to him before? When he was about to straighten his back and say a few words, he found that Tiandi had already walked to Ye Qingzhan and Wen Gu, looking at them as if he were looking at his own children. He touched Ye Qingzhan's head, and his voice was even more gentle to him than before.

"You two little ghost ferrymen, you have worked hard," Tiandi leaned over slightly, smiled and said to Ye Qingzhan, "I think the gods chose you to be the ghost ferryman because everyone you met in this illusion has a connection with you."

Ye Qingzhan nodded, remembering that he had a close connection with the lords of the illusion. He felt that the fate between people was truly wonderful.

Tiandi turned to Wen Gu and said, "Your parents are very good people." He looked at the young man's eyes, which gradually brightened, and stroked his beard. "Perhaps one day, you will meet again."

Before he finished speaking, Wen Gu asked, "Is what you said true?"

"Immortals do not tell lies."

With that, Tiandi said no more, walked on a cloud of auspiciousness, and turned to leave.

Ye Qingzhan and Wen Gu stood in place, saluted with Ye Shaolin and Jiang Xuejun, and watched Tiandi leave. The ghost guests of the Red Dust Inn who had not entered the cycle of reincarnation also respectfully saw Tiandi off. Only Li Zhixing hid behind Hu Tangqing, covering his ears. He had a premonition that this old man would...

Suddenly, a secret voice drifted into his ears:

"Report to me everything that happened today, without leaving out any details."

"If you miss anything, I will hold you accountable."

Li Zhixing roared in his heart: You... I, I am no longer a servant in the heavens -

before he could even get angry, he was hit on the head by "someone".

Auspicious clouds gathered into fists and hit him in the face.

Many small stars suddenly appeared in front of Li Zhixing, all growing into the shape of heaven and earth. He shuddered and hugged Hu Tangqing's arms tightly.

"My dear, I'm so scared."

Hu Tangqing glanced at him, dragged him forward a few steps, and asked, "Qingzhan, Wen Gu, what are your plans for the future?"

Ye Qingzhan took Wen Gu's hand, and then took Jiang Xuejun's arm, and smiled and glanced at Ye Shaolin, his eyes fixed on her hand holding Wen Gu.

She replied, "After sending my parents home, I will go to Shuangtuofeng first to complete the instructions of the God of Apocalypse, and then help Hei Batian find his parents."

Hei Batian, who was crying alone in the corner, heard what she said and began to spin around and bite his tail in anticipation.

"I was right about you. You always think about me in your heart. You are much better than that brat. It is a blessing for that brat to meet you."

Amidst Ye Shaolin's cold snort, Ye Qingzhan looked at Wen Gu.

For the first time, Wen Gu did not warn Hei Batian with his eyes, but nodded, as if agreeing with what he said.

Ye Qingzhan continued, "After that, we should go back to Sui'an County together."

We - Wen Gu chewed on these two words over and over again, quietly glanced at Ye Qingzhan's parents, and happened to meet Ye Shaolin's upward gaze.

"What are you looking at me for? Don't you want to go back with us? Where else can you go if you don't go back with my daughter?"

Wen Gu was stunned.

He thought that her parents would not accept him.

Jiang Xuejun glared at Ye Shaolin, "Speak nicely, don't forget the instructions of Master Mu and Master Wen."

Ye Shaolin murmured in her ear, "No, I haven't forgotten, aren't you provoking him?"

"How can you talk like that?" Jiang Xuejun rolled his eyes at him, and when she looked at Wen Gu, her eyes suddenly became gentle, "Don't worry, we will all become your family." The first time she saw this young man, she felt a heavy sense of loneliness on the child.

Jiang Xuejun looked at her daughter - fortunately Qingzhan pulled him and let him walk into the bustle.

After hearing what Ye Qingzhan said, Hu Tangqing felt relieved and stopped asking questions. They bid farewell and continued their respective missions...

Hei Batian soared onto the clouds and mist, soon arriving at the place the God of Apocalypse Mountain had spoken of.

The Twin Camelbacks had originally stood opposite Apocalypse Mountain. After the God of Apocalypse Mountain's passing, the divine power that had shaped Apocalypse Mountain vanished, leaving only the upper and lower humps standing alone.

From the air, the humps resembled two camels lying side by side, or even more like two sleeping dragons, perpetually raising their heads in anticipation of the immortal's return.

Or perhaps, they were waiting for a loved one, lost for eternity.

Fortunately, today, their arrival had finally arrived.

Ye Qingzhan and Wen Gu leaped from the dragon's back, transforming Hei Batian from giant dragon into a cub. The two mountain-shaped dragons, once gazing with their heads held high, bowed their heads the moment they caught sight of him.

"Child, we've finally found you,"

Hei Batian said, waving his tail in the air as he soared up and down, scrutinizing the two dragons, each obsessed with him.

"Are you my father and mother?"

Ye Qingzhan took Wen Gu a step back, giving them space to talk. Glancing around, she found a tombstone at the foot of the mountain and gently placed the flowers in front of it.

The tombstone bore no name or surname, but instead stood a vibrant array of flowers. The flowers seemed protected by a powerful divine power, each bouquet blooming with exceptional splendor.

Brushing the dust off the tombstone, Ye Qingzhan slowly said, "May all your wishes come true—for eternity."

She raised her eyes and gazed toward the two mountains in the distance, their rocky landscape gradually crumbling.

Wolong shook off the huge rock, and as it tumbled, it shattered into countless scales, each one flying towards Hei Batian. The two dragons, their faces aged, circled their child.

"Wow, is this a gift from you?"

Possessed by thousands of dragon scales, Hei Batian felt as if he were enveloped in spiritual energy, soaring with excitement. Hei Batian didn't know this was divine power from an ancient time, a birthday gift his parents had waited a thousand years to bestow.

The scales are indestructible.

From then on, it will never be afraid of pain again.

Seeing this scene, Wen Gu retreated behind Ye Qingzhan. Puzzled, Ye Qingzhan turned around to look at his expression. For the first time in her life, she saw guilt on his face.

She smiled.

It turned out that Wen Gu was also afraid.

In the past, he and Hei Batian would fight whenever they wanted, day and night, and they were extremely fierce. It is said in all the immortal sects that there is an evil boy who once killed a dragon in the abyss. Later, he wandered in the human world, doing all kinds of evil and killing people like crazy. If you hear any news about him, you must go around the place where he is, the further away the better.

This terrifying demon in the legend never thought that after seeing people's parents, he would be like a child who had done something wrong and quietly hide behind people.

Ye Qingzhan laughed at him: "Let's see if you will fight with others again in the future."

Wen Gu suddenly raised his head, and his beautiful eyes were instantly filled with mist. He whispered: "Even you are talking about me."

The grievance in the eyes of the person in front of him was clearly written. Ye Qingzhan was choked for a moment, and after a moment he hurriedly said: "Okay, okay, it's my fault, my fault. I won't say anything about you, I won't say anything, don't cry." Wen Gu

turned his head away.

Ye Qingzhan thought to himself that it was really hard to coax him, and continued to coax him.

Not far away, Hei Batian was still immersed in the joy of having new clothes. The dragon swayed back and forth like a child who was having fun.

"Dad, Mom, can you come with me and accompany me to travel around?"

The two old dragons' expressions darkened, not knowing how to answer.

Even if he was thick-skinned, Hei Batian also noticed the change in his parents' mood. The dragon tail that was swaying from side to side stopped. When he was about to say something, he found that their dragon bodies were dissipating bit by bit.

"You..."

Mother Dragon looked at Hei Batian with a look of kindness and sadness, and said in a deep voice: "Child, we are leaving. We are ancient beasts, and our time has come. After thousands of years of waiting, mother and father are content to see you once."

"You are content, but I am not!" Hei Batian was so anxious that he didn't know what to do. His bright round eyes were immediately filled with tears. His dragon claws scratched back and forth at the scattered spiritual consciousness in the air, "Don't go, don't go, all of you stay here!" "

Thanks to the grace of God, your mother and I have the opportunity to wait," Father Dragon looked at him, then glanced at Ye Qingzhan and Wen Gu from a distance, his eyes filled with thousands of warnings and instructions, "We will be relieved to see how you look when you grow up."

"From now on, live happily and don't let yourself be wronged. With your scales protecting you, no one can bully you."

"Don't worry! I finally found you, and I won't let you leave! You still want me to be happy? How can I be happy without you? Scales? I don't want them, and I don't need them. Take them back, take them back! You can't leave me, you can't!"

Back in that place, when the brat saw other parents holding their children, his expression remained unchanged, but the envy in his eyes couldn't be hidden. He would laugh at him then, but in reality, he was just trying to hide the same envy in his heart.

Some parents feel love differently.

He wanted to let go, unwilling to let them go.

"I won't let you go, no! You have to stay with me. I have a bad temper and need to be disciplined and taught. If you dare leave, I'll go and cause trouble in the human world, and I'll—"

The words got stuck in his chest, and the tears welled up in his eyes the moment he was hugged.

"No, our child is so kind, how could he hurt an innocent person?"

This was the first and last time his parents held him.

"Goodbye, good boy."

Hei Batian looked at their figures, which disappeared little by little in the wind.

The two camel humps disappeared, and a man in dark clothes emerged from the ground. The Black and White Impermanence who were hiding in the dark appeared at the right time, and each of them took him up with one arm.

"This is the King of Hell. We have taken him away. You continue."

The King of Hell, covered in dust, was carried away by the Black and White Impermanence who were rushing back and forth, as if they were afraid that they would not be able to leave if they were a step late.

Ye Qingzhan retracted her gaze and watched Hei Batian's body suddenly become smaller, shrinking smaller and smaller, like a fallen leaf, letting itself fall down.

She stretched out her arms, caught it, and held it in her arms.

"We will definitely meet again."

Thinking of the look the two dragons gave her, Ye Qingzhan said softly again: "From now on, we are a family."

Hei Batian whimpered and buried his head in her arms.

Wen Gu glanced at it, thought for a moment, pulled its dragon tail, and said seriously: "I will never hit you again." He originally wanted to say the word "protect", but it seemed that no matter what, he could not say this to it.

When Hei Batian heard his words, he immediately flew out of Ye Qingzhan's arms, suddenly became larger in the air, swooped down, and said to Wen Gu: "You say it as if you are afraid of you!" Looking at Ye Qingzhan, she said again, "Come up, let's-"

"Go home!"

Since his parents told him to live happily, he must not disappoint their expectations.

The crystal dragon scales gleamed with a clear light in the air, and Hei Batian returned to his former romantic appearance.

Ye Qingzhan smiled at it, pulled Wen Gu and jumped onto the dragon's back.

Passing through the wind and forest, seeing the flowers of the world. They arrived in Sui'an County at dusk.

Xiao Longfei flew around her, holding the hand of the young man she loved. Ye Qingzhan smiled like a flower, looked at the smoke rising from thousands of homes, and headed back towards home.

Smoke from cooking rises, and I walk to my home.

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