A gust of wind blew over, and she floated out of the front palace of the Great Sun Palace, swaying towards the foot of the Fusang Sacred Tree.

The moment he passed through the high wall of the Grand Sun Shrine Gate, he saw the phantom covering his body dissipate.

Only one piece of blue Luo Shang was left.

It was swaying like a paper mandarin duck with a broken string, but it floated accurately towards the sacred Fusang tree.

Finally, it fell under the tree.

And this time.

The figure under the hibiscus tree slowly opened his eyes, the light spots of the cables under his feet were flowing, the divine face on his face was painted with misty cloud patterns, and the giant sacred tree behind him was connected to it.

The figure stretched out his hand and touched Luo Shang, who was like a paper mandarin duck with a broken thread.

That finger seemed to really extend its "magic power", causing the Luo Shang to be activated again.

"Charging successful."

"Network connection successful!"

"..."

Luo Shang floated slowly, and illusory shadows emerged in the wind, appearing in the eyes of the gods.

At that moment, the existence with a divine appearance already knew what happened.

Those little things that may be insignificant to him are of vital importance to some beings and cannot be abandoned.

However, the masked god was more concerned about another thing.

Yun Zhongjun looked at the green-clothed demon who rushed out of the Great Sun Palace at all risks. If he hadn't authorized it, the green-clothed demon would have fallen outside like a mandarin duck with a broken thread.

However, as soon as the Tsing Yi Demon recovered, he returned to his ignorant and curious look.

It seemed that she was not the one who was on the line between life and death, and she just did an ordinary thing.

Yun Zhongjun asked her: "Aren't you disappointed and sad?"

The demon in Tsing Yi didn't understand: "Tsing Yi doesn't understand what the Lord God said, why does Tsing Yi do this?"

Yun Zhongjun: "Because those Yuefu monsters humiliated you like that and reprimanded you."

"It's clearly not your fault, but all the faults and responsibilities are placed on you. How can you not feel resentful, angry and sad?"

"It's obvious that I, the Lord in the Clouds, don't keep my word. Don't you feel disappointed?"

The demon in Tsing Yi said: "This is because everyone is overly expecting to be able to play the music that the Lord God loves, and Tsing Yi is also looking forward to it."

Yun Zhongjun added: "Even if it was like this at the beginning, but then you are criticized again and again, and you are faced with disappointment again and again, it is inevitable that you will eventually feel resentful and resentful, right?"

Qing Yi said it was natural: "How could it be so!"

It was as if she had never thought about it this way.

Yun Zhongjun looked at the green-robed demon and spoke after a long time.

"But people do."

"Initially there is hope, then there is resentment, and finally there is resentment."

"Good can turn into evil, evil can turn into good, one person can become another."

Qing Yi was surprised by the fickleness of mortal people and said.

"Mortal people are really scary. Fortunately, there are no such mortals in the Immortal Palace of the God King."

Afterwards, Yun Zhongjun said nothing.

But he finally understood what Wang Shu meant before about the spiritual intelligence and emotions of demons being different from those of humans.

People will change, but demons are what they are like at the beginning, and they will always be like that.

If it is good in the beginning, it is good; if it is evil in the beginning, it will continue to be evil.

Yun Zhongjun knew this from the beginning, but at this moment he felt it on another level.

He knows the fickleness of people and can also feel the immutability of demons.

The fickleness of humans makes people feel real, but the immutability of demons is not as false as he thought before.

For example, this Tsing Yi.

Her character that remains unchanged despite all kinds of events that would cause mortal changes is not fake or artificial, it is also extremely real.

She is not really a fully programmed program, every move she makes and every word she makes is full of real emotions.

She believes that it is good for her to be like this, and that fickle mortals are bad.

Yun Zhongjun suddenly felt that demons are quite interesting.

They may be a completely different kind of life from human beings, and may have imperfections in their intelligence and emotions, but perhaps this imperfection and immutability are not necessarily a bad thing.

"The fickle man, and the immutable monster."

Yun Zhongjun waved his hand and saw Qing Yi being pushed out by the vines of the hibiscus tree and returning to the Dainichi Shrine.

"You go back first, and we will talk about everything after I finish meditating."

After saying that, the god closed his eyes.

He has returned to that state where he has no idea how many years have passed and he is wandering in the world.

——

Another seven or eight days passed.

The immortal sat up under the hibiscus tree and finally ended his practice.

In the palace of the shrine, after the immortal took a bath and changed into a robe, he finally remembered something.

I picked up a pen and wrote something in front of my desk.

"Nancy Feather Clothes Song!"

He passed by the courtyard of the Yuefu again and unconsciously looked inside. The monsters inside were finding different corners and places to play and play their own instruments.

And in the main hall, a girl wearing green clothes was dancing in the wind.

It passed in front of one musician after another lightly, dancing to their rhythm, as if completely immersed in the world of music.

The palace of the shrine seemed peaceful and peaceful, not as noisy as before. The demons seemed to have forgotten about isolating the demon in green, or they had forgotten many things.

In a pavilion outside Yuefu, a demon in green floated up to the main building.

"Meet the Lord God!"

The masked immortal turned around and handed a long scroll to the green-robed demon.

"Qingyi!"

"Give!"

He didn't say what it was, but the other party should know what it was. After all, he had promised it before, and this time he came to fulfill his promise.

He thought for a while, no matter what, he was still a lofty god in the eyes of others, and it was hard for him to keep his words unfulfilled.

Even if it was just a casual comment, I would definitely do it next time.

However, the girl in green clothes kneeling in front of her looked at the Immortal Saint in front of her and asked softly with some doubts.

"Hey, my name is Qing Yi, isn't it Qing Luo?"

Then, the Qing Yi pointed at the long scroll.

"God Lord!"

"What's this?"

For a moment, the god was a little confused. He didn't know whether he was confused or the demon in front of him was pretending to be confused.

"Jun Yun Zhong, they all call me Qing Yi, but some also call me Qing Luo. Recently, I often can't tell whether my name is Qing Yi or Qing Luo."

"I just didn't expect that when I met the Lord for the first time, the Lord would actually know my name."

After saying that, the girl in green raised her brows slightly and pursed her red lips.

It seems like something very important is coming to mind, but I can't remember it.

"Oh, I remember."

"It seems, there seems to be something important that hasn't been done."

"But why, why can't you remember?"

"It seems like too long has passed."

Jiang Chao looked at the girl in green, the same personality, the same voice, and even the same Luo Shang.

However, the other party seemed not to recognize her. She actually said it was the first time she saw her.

Jiang Chao wondered if it was the Wushan Goddess who created two Tsing Yis when she was making them.

Or, the person standing in front of him is another person.
To be continued...