Chapter 1046: Divine Cherry Blossoms, Gods Reborn

"It was not until today that you and Inazuma finally emerged from the shadows of hundreds of years ago. Shin and you are Inazuma's indispensable 'past' and 'future'." Yae Kamiko comforted Ying.

"It's rare..." Ying was slightly surprised and accepted the consolation.

Yae Shinko never comforted anyone before.

"Your expression, oh, that's because the old you just couldn't listen." Yae Shinko put his hands on his hips.

Said the same thing as Kazuma.

Suddenly, Paimeng, Ying, Jiang Yi and Ying were all slightly touched.

As Yae Shinko was talking, she realized that she had said the same thing as Shin, so she joked that she could sit on the general's position for two days.

When Ying glared at him, he immediately said that he didn't want to get into such trouble.

The joke is over...

Jiang Yi looked at the Torii gate in front of him.

Shadow looked at the bright sky, sorted out his mood,

It's time to make a decision.

Next, she still has a lot of things to do.

"I will carefully examine the current situation of Inazuma with the general, sort out the current situation, and consider the future. Then... I will order the lifting of the isolation."

"Finally..." Jiang Yi smiled.

Everyone can come to Inazuma for fun.

The Rice Wife group chat joins the Jade Slip family.

Think a little nervous and excited.

Paimon was surprised: "Really? This is a huge event!"

Ying nodded: "I have decided not to pursue the static 'eternity' anymore. In this case, there is no need to block this country anymore."

The general's consciousness has changed, and there will be no more resistance to lifting the isolation embarrassment.

Next, Inazuma will definitely face more challenges and more encounters will be born.

She was looking forward to it.

"Master Yae...ah! And Master General...His Highness Jiang Yi, Ying..." The witch, with sweat all over her forehead and dry mouth, leaned against the cliff and looked at everyone.

"The sacred cherry tree... the sacred cherry tree..."

“…The result is here!”

That’s right, that shadow went to the top of the mountain, passed through the islands, and together with the lightning, the divine cherry tree produced fruit.

Crystal clear, dreamy, with starlight and a hint of blood.

Everyone looked up at the tiny fruits on the treetops.

"The sacred cherry tree bears fruit?" The eyes of Yae Shinko, who had seen all the strange things in the world, were also slightly surprised. "But why does the scent of this fruit seem so familiar?"

"Just like... the guy next to him..." Yae Shenzi looked at Jiang Yi, puzzled.

If it was Jiang Yi who did it, when was it done? And he was too bold, this was Shenying who was related to Zhen, and he didn't want to be chopped off by Ying.

The fruit carries the wind from another world and the sea of ​​stars, and the dreamlike laws of the other world.

While being out of tune with the world, he also has a close connection with the divine cherry blossom.

"This... this is..." Paimon felt himself stuttering as he thought of an exciting possibility.

"Is that right?" Ying confirmed with Jiang Yi, is this the power you sent to five hundred years ago?

Ying looked at Jiang Yi: "What should we do next..."

Her voice was barely perceptible and trembling.

The laws of the outside world block everything, making it impossible to sense the inside of the fruit.

Under the doubtful and curious gaze of Yae Shinto, Jiang Yi approached the sacred cherry tree step by step.

This otherworldly fruit is the otherworldly flower that was sent five hundred years ago and condensed to protect the consciousness of "truth".

On the sacred cherry tree, blue lights interweave and red cherry blossoms fall.

The crystal clear fruit from another world fell from the branch, bringing with it a brilliant stream of light, and landed in the palm of Jiang Yi's outstretched right hand.

Ripples are spreading, as if the sealed time is being unsealed and the stagnant life is beating again.

The mysteries of life and death, cause and effect, and fate turn into eternal reincarnation.

The fruit melted and turned into golden red blood, which flowed into Jiang Yi's wrist drop by drop.

Jiang Yi's pale face turned rosy, and his weak breath gradually grew stronger.

Five hundred years ago, the Sword of Heaven transformed from blood consumed most of the power of the blood center and dreams, but those that returned at this moment brought with them the power of time and space that had settled over the past five hundred years.

When Jiang Yi's heart beat and his blood flowed back, it was as if he saw five hundred years of history in his eyes.

Living long is also a kind of heritage, and this blood has given Jiang Yi almost five hundred years of heritage. This heritage is not strong strength, not strong wisdom, but strong "value"?

Immortal objects will have value after years of sedimentation, and the value of immortal creatures is a declaration of the level of life. His power appeared five hundred years ago and spread for five hundred years. Although only a few people know about it, this is also the foundation.

About the essence of the law of time.

The foundation for leaving traces of one's own place in the world.

If I project the image onto my past self on the sundial, it means that five hundred years ago, the incarnation of my power was already here, I was already close to being a god, and I already had god-level combat power.

This is a time loop that he has mastered.

The eternal and immortal flower from another world gradually melted to its core, revealing a hint of purple light.

The core and the purple light merged into Jiang Yi's heart.

At the top of Kunlun Mountain, the ancestral orifice in the body, a purple light rose like a star, and a bolt of lightning seemed to create the world.

Outside, Jiang Yi closed his eyes.

Yae Shinto had thousands of questions, and all the curious priestesses around him were sent away by him.

Ying and Paimon were very nervous.

Shadow didn't blink.

A gentle and familiar aura rose from Jiang Yi's body. On the sacred cherry, countless scarlet cherry blossom petals came from nowhere and turned into a pink galaxy that fell from the sky and enveloped Jiang Yi.

Petals flowed into the ancestral acupoint Kunlun, and the sleeping consciousness gradually woke up from the dream.

When true death occurs, the consciousness space is about to collapse, and some memories and powers flow into the earth veins along with the partial collapse of the consciousness space, resulting in the fact of "death".

But memories are stored in the earth veins, and in Inazuma's case, memories are stored in the sacred cherry blossoms. The sacred cherry blossoms are almost identical to the earth veins, and the petals are memories, the lost part of the memories.

There is also a little bit of demon power returning and gathering, the power of dreams.

Ying felt that his dream was glowing and vibrating.

The same power emanated from Jiang Yi.

Once upon a time, a "last consciousness" disappeared and also turned into petals, returned to the consciousness space, and merged into the divine cherry.

This consciousness and memory are inherited by the waking consciousness.

So, "she" understood everything.

For her, the time in the Flower of the World is still. If she didn't have this consciousness, it would mean that she had arranged everything the second before, died in Kanriya, and now woke up here inexplicably.

here it is……

"This is the Zuqiao Kunlun..." Jiang Yi's consciousness condensed into a figure, "If you want, you can think of this place as my consciousness space. This way it is easy to understand."

Although essentially, they are quite different.

"God of Hope and Miracles..." Zhen Zhen opened his gentle purple eyes, "I didn't expect...you really...did it."

My mood is very complicated, I am alive!

I don’t know if Yingkai is happy or not, we just parted.

Eh? That pink-eared guy outside, who looks as smart as a fox.

Could it be...

She is really conscious and cheerful. For her, death is death, but if she survives, she will continue to cherish and enjoy the time.

This is the future five hundred years from now. I wonder how many interesting things are waiting for her.

Countless petals carrying dreams came with the wind, and she couldn't wait.

"Do you mind if I borrow your body?" She blinked one eye with unspeakable beauty.

She is just a conscious being, so if she wants to take any action, she still needs to trouble her savior.

In the outside world, the eyelids of the Eightfold Son of God twitched slightly.

The petals before my eyes turned into scarlet spots of light and dissipated.

Ying and Paimon opened their eyes wide.

"Goodbye again, Ying, and the two of you, and..." The gentle voice came slowly like the autumn wind, with the fragrance of rice and the joy of a good harvest.

The white and purple long-sleeved kimono is dignified and elegant, with wisteria-like patterns on the furisode sleeves, a red belt and bow knot binding the waist, and a pair of slender legs exposed from under the hem of the kimono, wearing wooden clogs.

She had knee-length hair that faded to dark purple, becoming lighter towards the ends. It was tied into a braid with a pink string and hung down behind her.

Because the hair is so long, when the wind blows, it seems like the hair spreads out, creating a beautiful scene like dancing cherry blossoms.

A folding fan with a flower string was pinned on the right side of her hair, and her pair of beautiful purple eyes looked at everyone like clear flowing water.

Ying suddenly choked up a little.

"Really..." He stared at this stunning woman with extraordinary temperament.

"Success!" Paimon stomped his feet happily.

The heart of the Eightfold Son of God was in turmoil.

"After we parted many years ago, the little fox that I held in my arms has grown so big." Zhen Zhen glanced at the crowd and looked at the Eightfold Son of God, whose expression remained unchanged, but whose heart was definitely the most interesting at the moment.

He took light steps, raised his hand and measured the height of Yae Shinto.

Then, he hugged her and rubbed his face against hers.

Yae Shinto stepped back, a little caught off guard. I admit, Ying, Ying, Jiang Yi, I was surprised by what you concealed.

She blocked Zhenlu Fox's next step.

I was just suppressed by the long-lost memory and bloodline. Now I can't let you continue touching my ears.

Because after seeing through the true illusion of consciousness, it was Jiang Yi's face.

It was just an illusion.

He must have felt something when Jiang Yi touched him!

This kind of magical power, called "the fox's power technique", enables the owner of the body to have the same perception of the outside world.

Zhen and Jiang Yi at this moment are probably similar to Ying and the general.

"Eh?" Zhen was stunned for a moment, and saw the disgust in Yae Shinko's eyes, "Ah! I forgot, I forgot, I was too excited, I forgot that my current body is not suitable for doing this kind of thing."

"However, after such a long separation, the little fox from the past is no longer cute at all."

Yae Shinto smiled sweetly: "Your Highness, five hundred years have passed!"

previous years.

At that time, she was just a little fool, whose intelligence could not compare to that of Lady Bai Chen. She was rushing around like someone looking for food in the snow, hoping to attract His Highness's attention.

Because of her clumsiness and fearlessness, she was fortunate enough to gain the favor of His Highness and was given the small honor of serving His Highness and warming his hands and feet.

But now that I'm this old, Your Highness won't continue to let me keep my hands and feet warm!