Chapter 389

Yunxiao looked at that origin power of Huaxia's luck, for a moment not knowing whether to be happy for Tang An or sigh for her.

Sometimes, the one who happens to live might be the greatest misfortune.

"You don't have to worry, the origin power of Huaxia's luck can best help her supplement her Primordial Spirit without leaving a trace of hidden danger."

Sun Wukong and the others finally breathed a sigh of relief when they heard Yunxiao say that.

"It's just..." Yunxiao already had a guess, and her eyes looking at Tang An were full of heartache.

"It's just what?" Nezha asked.

Yunxiao flew in front of Tang An, tapped her brow, and gave all her Dharma power to Tang An.

"I hope this Dharma power can keep you safe in the future. Let you have enough power to fight against your destiny."

"I can only help you up to here."

Her Primordial Spirit forcibly entered reincarnation, originally thinking it was an unintentional symbiosis with Tang An. But now it seems...

Well, since this causality and fixed number cannot be shaken off, she will help her with all her might.

"I hope you are luckier than me, able to shake off your destiny and return to freedom."

With words finished, Yunxiao's Primordial Spirit dissipated, entered the depths of Tang An's consciousness, and fell into a deep sleep.

"It's just what, you haven't said yet!" Nezha wanted to ask clearly, but there was no one to ask.

Several months later.

Tang An was still lying in the bedroom; although her Primordial Spirit was repaired, the injuries in her body were not fully recovered, so she could not wake up.

Taishang Laojun brought many immortal pills, letting Yang Jian dissolve one immortal pill every day and fuse it into Tang An's body to nourish and repair the injuries in her body.

Zhao Gongming and Kong Xuan, neither of them left, both were in the Princess Mansion, waiting for Tang An to wake up.

Li Shimin would come to see Tang An every day after court if he had time.

Sometimes he would complain to Tang An about some government affairs that gave him a headache. Sometimes, he would complain about which minister was stubborn and didn't know how to be flexible.

Sometimes, he would tell Tang An some interesting things in the court. Sometimes, he would just sit silently until he had to go to deal with government affairs before leaving.

The Three Realms affected by that battle seemed to have recovered as before, and even the Western Sect had the two Saints presiding over the overall situation.

Only she had not woken up for a long time.

At night, under the corridor.

Yang Jian was drinking with Zhao Gongming, Nezha, Kong Xuan, and Wukong.

"Why do the past events you talk about make Fairy Yunxiao and Master's personalities seem so similar?"

"But when the Investiture of the Gods happened, I had seen her; her personality should be the most composed and introverted."

Zhao Gongming drank a jar of wine alone, "Nonsense, my eldest sister is the eldest of the Three Xiao, her cultivation is so profound, she has to put on airs outside."

"But in front of her own people, why would she need to put on airs?"

"Otherwise, who do you think the second sister's temper followed? It's all because she has been with the eldest sister for a long time, and she has been influenced a little."

Yang Jian nodded with a faint smile and clinked his wine glass with his wine jar.

One focused on elegance, the other focused on heroism.

"Brother Nezha, what are you looking at?" Sun Wukong jumped onto the roof, came to Nezha's side, and looked in the direction he was looking.

Nezha felt heavy in his heart, drinking wine on his own. "Thinking about when she will wake up, when she will be like before, talking and chatting with us on the roof."

Zhao Gongming under the corridor heard this and couldn't help but sigh.

"If she wakes up, even if she wants the stars and moon in the sky, the Master and Senior Uncle would probably pick them for her."

The degree to which the little junior sister is favored is far too much more than theirs.

Just say those immortal pills Taishang Laojun used for her, just picking one out, those are treasures that ordinary immortals can't get even if they beg.

He was good, almost feeding them to Tang An like sugar beans.

Kong Xuan drank sullen wine on his own, looking at the moonlight without speaking.

He was worried, worried about what kind of influence the Black Lotus in Tang An's body would have on her.

"Is the wine good?"

Zhao Gongming didn't react, but looked at the wine jar in his hand. "Compared to what the little junior sister gave, it's a bit worse."

But he didn't react, everyone else reacted.

Yang Jian and Kong Xuan stood up almost at the same time, looking at that beautiful figure.

Nezha and Sun Wukong flashed down from the roof and appeared in front of her.

Tang An shook the two bottles of wine in her hand, "My Master took them from the modern world through the River of Time for me before, there are still two bottles left, want to drink?"

At this moment, she just stood there, with a smile on her face, warm as the wind, bringing her own background music of hope and light reappearing.

Nezha's body's residual image appeared, rushing over regardless of everything, and hugged Tang An tightly into his arms.

The Universe Silk in Tang An's hair fluttered with the wind of Nezha rushing over, as if to fill this moment full of destiny with bright colors.

"It's okay."

The wine bottle in Tang An's hand flashed onto the wine table.

And she freed her hand to pat Nezha on the back. "It's okay, it's all over."

Nezha hugged Tang An tighter, as if afraid she would disappear in the next moment. He was even more afraid that all this was an illusion, a fantasy.

If it weren't for the fact that Tang An was no longer as fragile as a mortal, she might have been strangled to death by Nezha.

"You wouldn't have dropped golden beans, would you?"

Tang An didn't break free, but teased.

Nezha let go of Tang An, turned his face away quickly, and then flew away again.

"Hmm? What is he going to do?"

Tang An was puzzled and asked Wukong and the others.

Sun Wukong and Yang Jian walked over, looking at Tang An one after another.

"Has Master really recovered everything?"

"Hmm."

Yang Jian took Tang An's pulse and finally breathed a sigh of relief, a rare smile appearing on his face.

"The immortal energy in Master's body has begun to fuse. The opportunity for ascension should be in the last few days."

Sun Wukong came over with a grin, "Master, you don't know, Third Brother these days..."

Before he finished speaking, Sun Wukong was pushed away by Zhao Gongming.

Zhao Gongming supported Tang An's arms with both hands, "Little Sister An, you finally woke up, how is it? Is there anywhere uncomfortable? Ah? Do you still remember Old Brother Gongming?"

Tang An was shaken by him until her eyes were about to see stars, "Brother, Brother, if you shake me again, I'll really die."

Sun Wukong slapped Zhao Gongming's hand away, "You reckless man, let go quickly."

The few of them laughed together, only Kong Xuan watched from the side for a long time. His eyes were very complicated.

There was the disappointment of never seeing Yunxiao again, as well as gratitude and guilt toward Tang An.

"Is the Black Lotus in your body disturbing your spiritual altar?"

When their eyes met, Kong Xuan spoke.

Tang An went to the wine table again and sat on the cattail mat.

"On such a happy day, let's not mention those things."

"Come, let's drink."

"Good, Little Sister An, Old Brother will drink with you, come."

Yang Jian looked hesitantly at the two bottles of white wine, Nezha shouldn't have had time to add water, right.

"Master, can you really drink?"

Tang An's smile paused for a moment, then continued to smile: "It's hard for me to get drunk now."

"Come on, that day celebrating the great victory of the Lingshan battle, I didn't drink to my heart's content with everyone. Today, let's not return until we are drunk."

She filled everyone's cups and also filled one for herself.

"Cheers!"

"Cheers!"

Nezha sat on the eaves, leaning against the attic building, his eyes always looking at Tang An.

He could see that Tang An was very happy now, but he could also see the bitterness behind the happiness.

She seemed to have never changed from beginning to end, and yet it seemed that after this tribulation, she could never return to that heartless, careless Tang An of the past.