I, the younger brother of King Zhou, lead the Taoist ancestors to do business

How could Zisheng really ask Tongtian to persecute the immortal master?However, Tong Tian's words caused Zisheng's heart to fluctuate. He lowered his eyes and looked down, lost in thought.

boundary.

Yang Jian threw down the sound transmission stone. His master has called him countless times these days.

Yang Jian looked into the distance calmly, under the sunlight, Zisheng was scratching his back for Xiao Tiangou.

A sack was placed under their feet, which contained the fruits that the Xiaotian dog had just picked.Zisheng also hunted several rabbits with the bow and arrow he made.

Tonight they eat roasted whole rabbits, and the fur can be used to make pens.

Zisheng noticed something, he hugged the dog and turned his head towards Xiguang.

"Why, did your master call you to help Xiqi?"

Yang Jian's body was slightly stiff after hearing this, he walked up to the front and knelt down and said seriously to Zisheng: "Everything is not as important as you."

Zisheng laughed, maybe he knew Yang Jian too well, so when Yang Jian said this, he expected it.

only……

He held Yang Jian's wrist, looked into the other's eyes and said with a smile, "It's nothing, you go back and do your best to help Xi Qi seriously, and don't disappoint the teacher's training for you."

Yang Jian frowned.

But Zisheng said: "Xiao Er, I really care about you, so I don't need you to help me. The teacher is worthy of you. My Xiao Er has been a chivalrous hero all his life. I don't want Xiao Er bear the infamy of disloyalty and injustice."

Yang Jian suddenly stood up, and he held Zisheng's shoulder with blue veins emerging: "Can fame be as important as you?! What if... what if Yin Shang loses and you disappear?!"

Zisheng understood Yang Jian's thoughts, he shook his head, a smile flowed from his eyes, he said helplessly: "I have meditated for nearly 5000 years, and I have counted Yin Shangyan countless times, so why don't I know how to fight this battle? "

He also stood up and looked at Yang Jian, "I also care about Yin Shang. I can send you back, so I'm not afraid that they will be even more powerful."

Under the sun, their voices were small. This was the first time Zisheng had told anyone about his plans for the Battle of the Conferred Gods.

After hearing this, Yang Jian's eyes flickered, the tension in his eyes dissipated, and his expression became slightly relaxed.

He bowed his head and smiled, "I won't be afraid if this is the case. I will definitely wish my brother a great success."

Zisheng also said: "The battle of the Conferred Gods was wrong from the beginning to the end. Humans are the pawns of the gods, gods are the pawns of the sky, everything is a pawn, and what I want to do is to destroy this game of chess!"

Yang Jian also lost his psychological burden. He spent the last night with Zisheng, and finally left in Zisheng's eyes with reluctance.

Afterwards, Shanshi Zisheng also came to Benxing City, and he will lead the war on behalf of Yin Shang.

-

a few months later.

33 In the sky, Zisheng stood in the clouds and mist holding a pot of lotus flowers, his thoughts were full of thoughts.

In the past few months, he has thought a lot, thousands of pictures flashed in his mind, and he also questioned himself countless times at night whether he really likes the immortal master?

He really likes the immortal master, and several months of deliberation made him decide to take this step.

He moved his gaze to the gate of Zixiao Palace, and then walked towards the gate through the clouds and mist with the lotus in his arms.

The owner of the Immortal Mansion seemed to know that he was coming, and the door slowly opened.

As soon as Zisheng entered the mansion, his eyes met him.

He looked up, Hongjun was sitting under the pavilion, looking straight at him with deep eyes.

Zisheng's heart tightened, and he held the flowerpot tightly with his palms.His scalp was numb, and subconsciously told him that the immortal master seemed to have known the purpose of his visit.

Zisheng walked into the pavilion facing his eyes, and the lotus flowers in Quanquan Sheng's hand were beating one after another along the way.In the past, they felt that no one was as beautiful as them, but today they all fell silent, and their "eyes" kept staring at the pot of lotus.

Zisheng greeted the immortal master first, then sat down and pretended to be natural, and began to talk about what happened in Yin Shang recently.

A faint smile appeared in Hongjun's eyes, and he followed suit.

In the middle of Zisheng's speech, he changed the subject, and suddenly said: "...It's strange to say that a few days ago in Chaoge, there was a pair of men who desperately blocked my way when I was traveling and begged me to be the master. The guards wanted to drive them away, but I saw that there seemed to be something unspeakable on their faces. So I asked people to retreat, and after I got off the horse and asked, immortal master, what do you think they are asking for?"

Zisheng was nervous, and he said without waiting for Hongjun's answer: "It turns out that although they are both men, they love each other... It's the love of a couple. It's just that their parents didn't agree and forced them to marry, so they ran away desperately. They came to me firstly to want me to agree to their marriage, and secondly...to ask me what I think about this matter?"

Zisheng looked up at Hongjun's face and asked, "What does the immortal master think about this matter?"

Hongjun was silent, and when he spoke, Zisheng shifted his gaze to the table, and his clear voice sounded above Zisheng.

"Men and women, one yang and one yin, the combination is also the fusion of yin and yang. The combination of yin and yang is the law of the world, but yang and yin are inevitable. Although same-sex love is rare, it is also a lot. Although it contradicts common sense, it is also inevitable. Can't break it apart..."

Zisheng understood the meaning of the immortal master, and the immortal master neither opposed nor supported it, but the immortal master recognized the existence of the same sex.

Zisheng breathed a sigh of relief, but when he saw the pot of lotus in his hand, he became nervous again.

Holding the lotus in his hand, he said in a low voice: "A few months ago, the common people in Yin and Shang liked to send flowers, and countless men and women got married because of this, and the matter of sending flowers has become a good talk."

He slowly pushed the lotus over, glanced wildly, and bit his lip nervously.

"This is the most beautiful lotus in my palace. Zisheng specially found it to give to the immortal master."

As he said, the fingertips pushing the flower pot seemed to be burned by fire.

The lotus is blue, and the petals are clear and round, but Zisheng's face is so red that it seems to be dripping blood.

The lotus is not beautiful...

God knows how teared Zisheng's expression was when he removed part of his body.

Why is his body like this?How is it a little chubby lotus?

His hands were trembling when he put the lotus into the basin, and when he just called out the most beautiful lotus, Zisheng was so ashamed that he wanted to get into the crack of the ground.

He was talking nonsense with his eyes open, Wang Po is selling melons.

But when the lotus flowers heard Zisheng's words, their envy for Hongjun overflowed the entire lotus pond.

Really beautiful flowers!

Where is the most beautiful palace, this is the most beautiful in the world!

Zisheng didn't confess his confession directly, but the meaning from the side is very obvious.

Hongjun stared at the pot of lotus for a long time, but has not replied yet.

Zisheng waited for a long time, and the flush on his face gradually faded.

Perhaps he was still abrupt.

Zisheng's eyes were gloomy, and he had already thought about the current situation when he came here.

If Master Immortal accepts it, his years of secret love finally bear fruit.

If the immortal master is silent, maybe he wants to save face for him and doesn't want to embarrass them too much.

All Zisheng's emotions were contained in his heart, and there was no disturbance on his face.

He bowed and took the lotus in front of the immortal master, and said with a faint smile, "Zisheng made a mistake. It is not the most beautiful flower in the palace. Zisheng brought it back first."

Before the lotus was picked up, jade hands rested on the flowerpot, making it difficult for Zisheng to move.

Zisheng was taken aback for a moment, when he raised his head, his white sleeve was pulled, and he dodged past unexpectedly.

He fell into the long-awaited embrace, the purple clothes caressed his back, and the wide sleeves hung down to his tailbone.

His chin rested on the cool shoulder, and his neck seemed to touch the man's jaw.

Zisheng's heart stopped beating, and he stared blankly at the white hair on the man's back.

The sound of flower pots rattling came from the fairy air, and he felt his body being pinched and picked up by cold five fingers.

"The flowers... I'll take them."

Zisheng's pure white complexion turned red, and he felt as if he had been cooked...