Heavenly practice

The demigod seems to have gone too far, just pecked and kissed his lips and the corners of his mouth, and held his hand with very light movements.

Shen Zhuo was tickled by his kiss, turned his head and asked, "Could it be that you are suddenly so enthusiastic because you haven't seen me for many days?"

"..."

The demigod looked at him and said nothing. After all, he didn't say that this was only one aspect, and the other was that he felt the crisis inexplicably.

Shen Zhuo was not surprised that he didn't get an answer, the demigod has always been so cold.

"Do you want to know what I did in Fengchi..."

"Do not want to."

The demigod interrupted him, facing the slightly surprised eyes of the people below him, he stretched out his hand to caress Shen Zhuo's eyes.

"Is there only one person you like?"

"when……"

Shen Zhuo originally agreed, but suddenly remembered that he seemed to have had three girlfriends, but just now he said he would not lie to him, this is so embarrassing.

Seeing that he hesitated to speak, with a guilty look, Chang Ming's dark eyes looked at him coldly and did not speak.

"..."

Shen Zhuo was flustered when he saw him, "Well, time stagnant for too long will disrupt the laws of heaven and earth...it's very troublesome."

Chang Ming saw that he didn't move, his dark eyes turned purple, and he unconsciously increased his strength while holding Shen Zhuo's hand.

Shen Zhuo frowned, but didn't make a sound, but he was thinking about something else.

He didn't know whether he should tell Chang Ming that he would leave sooner or later, he was afraid that Chang Ming would be more sensible than himself, and he would never see him again after knowing that he was leaving, and he didn't even have the ambiguity that he couldn't explain clearly now.

He actually wanted to ask the other party, if one day I left, how long would you remember me?

Ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years?At that time, you may not remember who Shen Zhuo is, you only know that a certain incarnation of the Dao of Heaven shamelessly tried to seduce you!

Shen Zhuo was suddenly unwilling, reached out and grabbed the other's long hair, stared into those eyes, but didn't say anything.

Chang Ming looked at him fixedly, "You are not a mortal after all."

Shen Zhuo opened his eyes slightly, watching the person in front of him suddenly disappear before his eyes.

The noise outside the window rang in my ears again, as if it had been a lifetime ago.

"What's wrong?" Long Xiang's voice came.

Shen Zhuo blinked his eyes hard to hold back his tears, sat up and smiled and replied, "I'm a little tired, lie down for a while, where are we talking?"

But Long Xiang stared at him without saying a word.

Shen Zhuo asked with a smile, "What's wrong?"

"You should look in the mirror and see what you look like now?"

"..."

Shen Zhuo's smile stagnated slightly, "What kind?"

Long Xiang's expression was so indifferent that it was almost indifferent, "It seems that I am so sad that I want to give up everything and I can't force a smile...Are you going to get married?"

"..."

Shen Zhuo pretended to be lazy and yawned, "I dreamed that you were soaring, and I looked at you on the ground, but I couldn't keep up with you no matter how hard I thumped, it was so sad."

"If that day really comes, I'm afraid it will be the time when you leave, so you won't be reluctant."

"You look at me like that?" Shen Zhuo made a sad look.

In fact, Long Xiang felt very helpless towards him like this, even if he knew that the other party was hiding something from him, there was nothing he could do.

"Forget it, let's talk about Su Tianming, something has been wrong since he woke up."

"Straight pupil?"

"More than that, the aura emanating from him makes me feel threatened."

Long Xiang looked solemn, "Senior Feng said that she sensed the aura of the other four congenital spirits."

"good."

There is no need for Shen Zhuo to hide this from the protagonist, "Remember the white dragon jade hairpin that Su Tianming gave me, I drove that hairpin into his sea of ​​consciousness that day."

Long Xiang was surprised at first, and then his eyes lit up, "Bailonglonglin!"

"Yes, that is indeed a jade hairpin made of dragon scales, and it is also the rarest white dragon in the dragon clan. The scale is the hardest part of its heart, and it is also where the white dragon's spirit is attached. Su Tianming is also lucky."

"You saw it when you received the hairpin that day?"

"That's not true. It was later discovered that there seemed to be a powerful spiritual consciousness attached to the jade hairpin. It was a gamble."

Long Xiang was thoughtful when he heard the words, "Would it be possible for the white dragon entrenched in the Sutian Sea of ​​Consciousness..."

"It's not certain, not all innate beasts are as friendly as the Feng Clan."

Shen Zhuo thought for a while and said, "After going to the imperial city, hand over the people to the imperial palace and let them figure out a way, otherwise we will inevitably be implicated if something happens."

Long Xiang nodded in agreement, and he was also related to the Feng family who had a feud with the dynasty, so it's better to stay away.

"What are you going to do next?" Long Xiang asked.

Shen Zhuo was puzzled, "Aren't you going to the Qinglin Festival?"

"Together?"

"Of course, my problem has not been cured yet."

A trace of guilt surged in Shen Zhuo's heart. His illness was indeed not cured, but he didn't really need that prize anymore. What he needed was Shenyuan, and he already knew the whereabouts of Shenxu, but the plot of Yangluo was still very early. , he has to go to Tianming Pavilion now.

As for the Qinglin Festival...

Shen Zhuo thanked himself for the original plot arrangement, so that the two did not conflict.

He lowered his head to look at the silver hair in the palm of his hand, and wrapped the other carefully around the silver chain in his hand, only to find that the gemstone on the silver chain flashed for a moment.

Shen Zhuo was startled, what would happen if Ning Feiyue said that the stone flashed?

"I'm leaving, you...have a rest."

"Ah."

"..."

That afternoon, the towns at the foot of the imperial city welcomed many monks from the sect one after another, and...the scene was very grand.

Everyone in Zhentianmen who had nothing to do but go to the theater, under the call of Zhuanji, sat on a small bench one by one at the door of the inn, looking at the schools that come and go, and then comprehensively rated which school is the most pretentious.

Qi Yue was very curious when she saw this scene when she went downstairs, and after asking what they were talking about, she casually replied, "Of course it must be your Tianmen Gate."

Several people raised their heads to look at her.

Qi Yue took a step back subconsciously, "...what's wrong?"

Zhao Kongyuan opened the fan with a "snap", "What do you say, Miss?"

"As we all know, this Qinglin Grand Meeting is not only for discussing the matter of dealing with demon cultivators, but you may also see people who are pregnant with the Phoenix Spirit Jade. Brother Long is in your Tianmen Gate again. What do you think?"

"It really is."

Several people looked at each other, and finally Ning Feiyue said solemnly, "It seems that we have to keep a low profile."

Qi Yue nodded, and her eyes fell on the fuselage, "Who is this?"

"I'm leading the machine, a member of Tianming Pavilion." Qianji grinned.

Qi Yue's eyes widened, "Wow!"

"It feels more conspicuous." Hong Yue muttered.

Qi Yue giggled while listening, and suddenly saw Su Tianming walking in from the door, she panicked, "Shizi Yong?"

"Ok?"

Su Tianming was startled, and glanced at the woman in front of him, "You are..."

"Under Qiyue, Xuantong Juluo Taoist disciple!" Qiyue was a little excited.

Suddenly, Su Tianming greeted her with a smile, asked her to say hello to her master by the way, and then left absent-mindedly.

"You know him?" Ning Feiyue asked.

"I have seen that the Xuantong faction often enters the palace to have an audience, and also participates in royal banquets." Qi Yue said.

"Envy..." Hong Yue sighed.

"What are you envious of?"

Chong Yu was carrying a bunch of food and play in his hand, and when he bounced back, he saw them crowding at the door and watching.

"You can attend the banquet of the royal family. We don't know when we will be received by the royal family."

"Royal family?"

Chong Yu took a bite of his snack, his eyes blank, "Da Xia? What are you doing seeing them?"

"That means Zhentianmen is also a first-class sect of cultivating immortals."

After Hong Yue finished speaking, she sighed again, "However, the Xuantong Sect is the number one sect in the world of cultivating immortals after all. This is incomparable, not even the Luantian Sect."

"The number one sect in the world of cultivating immortals?" Chong Yu suddenly stopped and looked at her.

"correct."

Hong Yue nodded, and suddenly thought of something, "By the way, I don't know what sect you and Miss Yun belong to. Is your sect going to participate in the Qinglin Festival this time?"

Chong Yu suddenly smiled strangely, and turned his gaze to those prominent sects of cultivating immortals on the long street.

"If my master's sect is really coming, I'm afraid this Qinglin grand meeting will not be able to be held."