Heavenly practice

Hang Qi has been worrying about this elixir for a long time. After refining the elixir, he shared it with Shen Zhuo and then went back to sleep. Shen Zhuo didn't know why he needed to catch up on sleep as a monk, but it was just right. His heart.

He went to the gathering place of monsters at the foot of Santu Peak.

Santu Peak is different from Lingdu. The residents of Lingdu are complex, there are monks, monsters, and even ordinary people, and even an independent dynasty territory. The cultivating sect is like another secular continent. It is under the jurisdiction of Santu Peak as a whole, but in fact In the eyes of the mortals there, the demigod Changming is as far away as the legend, and the most they have seen are only people from the twelve tribes.

However, Santu Peak is different. It is under the demigod hall, like the army of the demigod Changming. It is jointly commanded by Xuanyu Qin Huang. There are other residents outside the cave with twelve chiefs, and there is even a bustling market. The last time Xiaoxuan brought him to see it, but at that time they were all in the shape of beasts, and there was too little room for them to play. just left.

But this time he was in human form, but he soon regretted it, because he forgot that Santu Peak was under the management of Xuanyu, and the management method of a big monster like Xuanyu must not be the same as that of the mortal world. Human, but...

Swish, with a sweep of consciousness, we have a stranger here?

Shua, I swept my consciousness again, yo, is it still a monster?

Swish, huh?The original shape of this monster is very familiar, isn't this the cub that their noble, glamorous, powerful and stalwart master carried for a walk last time? !

Shen Zhuo was immediately surrounded.

He silently looked at the curious and excited crowd in front of him, and asked, "Can you let me go?"

The little beast next to Zunshang spoke, how could he not let it go, so a passage appeared in front of him, with people on both sides of the passage.

Shen Zhuo kept calm and walked forward, looking at this and that from time to time. When the leader of the twelve departments came over, he had already received gifts full of gifts.

"Master Liuli." The leaders of the twelve departments respectfully accepted the gifts for him.

Shen Zhuo didn't realize who he was calling for a moment, but when he remembered that it was the name Chang Ming gave him, he smiled inexplicably.

He named him Changming, and now the other party has named him again, it's really a turn of events.

His mood immediately turned bad.

"No more shopping." Shen Zhuo said.

The Twelve Parts thoughtfully wanted to send him back to the top of Santu Peak, but Shen Zhuo refused and sent him to Hang Qi's thatched hut.

"Thank you." Shen Zhuo took the gifts and thanked him.

Twelve Departments showed surprise, "No wonder, Hang Qi teaches really well."

"..."

Shen Zhuo didn't want to talk to him for a moment, but he still asked, "Do you want to come in and sit down?"

He was just being polite at first, after all, this person even made him a small nest, but he didn't expect that Twelve Departments would agree very calmly.

"Then respect is worse than obedience."

"..."

So Shen Zhuo had no choice but to entertain him, but fortunately he was a non-human being in the eyes of others, so he was not too eager, so he asked him to sit down, and then took a cup of Lingquan and handed it over.

Twelve met the big black eyes on the opposite side, and felt a little embarrassed, "Where... Where is Hang Qi?"

"He practiced alchemy all night last night and was sleeping."

Shen Zhuo looked at this rough man with his chin resting, and blinked calmly, "Do you have something to tell me?"

Twelve immediately showed an awkward expression, "Well, Mr. Liuli..."

"Ok?"

"Did you say you look like a human?"

"Like...who?"

"Uh……"

Twelve hesitated, and Shen Zhuo answered with a smile, "Xuanyu said so."

Twelve was obviously relieved, and spoke more relaxedly, "Actually, it's not too similar, it's still a little different."

"Hair." Shen Zhuo continued.

Twelve One was completely relieved when he heard that, "That man looks a little heroic, Mr. Liuli, you are still young, and you may not look like you when you grow up."

"you are wrong."

Shen Zhuo said with a slight smile, "They said that I received a person's blood when I was in the egg."

"what!"

Twelve's eyes widened, "It's really him!"

Shen Zhuo nodded, "What's that man's name?"

"That person's surname is Shen and his name is Zhuo."

"...Why did you come to my ear and talk?"

Twelve was a little farther away, but he still lowered his voice and said, "Master Xuanyu won't let me speak."

"Why?"

"His Majesty is not happy."

"Why?"

"The man is dead."

"..."

Shen Zhuo's pure black eyes narrowed slightly, "Since they are all dead...why is he unhappy?"

"I'm not happy if I'm dead!"

Twelve looked at the young man in front of him, "Don't mention it, or you will offend His Majesty."

Shen Zhuo smiled obediently, "I know."

"..."

"Any thing else?"

Twelve laughed dryly, "I'll wait for Hang Qi to take the elixir. I've had some internal injuries recently."

"Internal injury? How did you do it?"

"Being beaten, there has been some chaos outside recently."

Shen Zhuo's eyes moved slightly, thinking that it would be more chaotic in the future, and the time was almost up.

The two chatted for a while, Hang Qi came late, and understood when he saw Twelve, turned around and touched a porcelain bottle on the shelf, and handed it over.

Twelve accepted it with a smile on his face, and Hang Qi took him for dinner.

Shen Zhuo raised his eyebrows, "Don't you guys need to eat?"

"Mostly for the drink."

"Correct!"

"..."

It was getting dark, and the three of them set up a table of wine and food in the small courtyard outside, most of which were spiritual fruits, and there was also a pot of wine overflowing with spiritual energy. Shen Zhuo was immediately attracted.

"What kind of wine is this? It smells so good."

"Come on, have a drink."

"He's still young..."

Hang Qi looked Shen Zhuo up and down, hesitated and said, "Then drink less?"

The two readily agreed.

Shen Zhuo knew his drinking capacity, but he didn't know the drinking capacity of the Qiong Beast's body. He planned to measure it, but when the two drank too much alcohol, they started talking nonsense, and they talked about him.

"It looks so real!"

Twelve stuck out his tongue and pointed at him with a serious face, "The first time I saw you, I thought I saw a ghost!"

Hang Qi was still lukewarm even after he was drunk, and looked at Shen Zhuo along the way, "Does it look like that?"

"Like!"

Twelve frowned, as if he felt that he was questioned, "Obviously he is exactly the same as Shen Zhuo, Your Majesty must know, otherwise why would he suddenly like monsters..."

"is it?"

Those two chattered nonsense, Shen Zhuo became annoyed every time he heard the word "Zun Shang", and even more annoyed when he heard the word "Shen Zhuo", and finally lifted the jug and poured it.

Hang Qi snatched it quickly, and Twelve insisted on sharing a drop.

Later, when the party ended at an unknown time, Shen Zhuo went back to his room, leaned against the head of the bed and fell asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, a figure quietly appeared in this messy and simple study room.

The visitor walked up to the sleeping boy, his eyes fell on his soft and quiet face, and finally reached out to caress his cheek, and the boy's warm breath fell on that slender and slightly cool hand.

The visitor bowed his head and kissed the boy's warm lips, licked his lips, the corners of his mouth, and when the boy couldn't open his mouth slightly because his breathing was blocked, he took advantage of the opportunity to poke into the boy's mouth, trembling at the other person. The tip of the tongue at a loss.

"Um……"

The young man snorted, looking very seductive in this quiet and dark room.

The visitor's breath was stagnant, and he suddenly sucked and kissed the young man's lips with a little more force.

The next moment, he looked up and met a pair of black glazed eyes.

With his lips touching, the young man opened his eyes and looked at him calmly.

The two stared at each other for a long time in the dark.

Then, Chang Ming stretched out his hands to cover his eyes.

The young man didn't struggle or have any doubts, and a childish and clear voice sounded, "Do you know who I am?"

"..."

"I heard that Shen Zhuo died."

"..."

"do you like him?"

"……like."