Heavenly practice

"Master."

Xu's voice came from behind.

While the clothes were rubbing against each other, an emotionless female voice sounded, "Your Excellency Demigod.

Shen Zhuo turned around slowly, and saw the woman with black veil covering her eyes, her long hair was rolled up, her face was pale, only her small and thin chin was exposed, she was not transparent like an ordinary person.

Ten years later, the person in front of him still looks like a girl.

"There is one more person."

Zhaori Snow Palace "looked over" to Shen Zhuo, and Shen Zhuo subconsciously nodded, "My name is Liuli."

Zhaori Xuegong nodded slightly, causing Xuanyu to take a second look, and Lian Xu also to take another look at Shen Zhuo.

"Master Liuli's voice sounds familiar."

Asahi Xuegong raised his hand, and several square tables and futons appeared in front of him, and Xu greeted the three of them to sit down.

"His appearance is more familiar, the Pavilion Master must be surprised when he sees him." Xuanyu said with a slight smile.

Shen Zhuo looked at the surrounding environment curiously, but he was paying attention to the conversations of several people, but Asahi Snow Palace did not answer Xuanyu's words.

"Ten years ago, the way of heaven was changed, but the destiny has not changed, and the general situation is hard to change. The son of the original way of heaven survived until three months ago. Life, there will be another catastrophe in the world, I don't know what your demigod is planning?"

Even though Chang Ming never made any sound, Asahi Snow Palace was facing the direction of Chang Ming accurately.

"Pavilion Master didn't ask this question carefully enough. Regardless of whether the Dao of Heaven does not change or who the son of Dao of Heaven is, our lord will only stand on the opposite side of Dao of Heaven, so... what we did before will be what we are now."

Asahi Snow Palace was silent for a moment when Xuanyu said something, Shen Zhuo felt a little boring, so he proposed to take a look around, Chaori Snow Palace agreed, and asked Xu to lead him to the pavilion.

But the atmosphere of his walk changed immediately, Chang Ming said immediately, "Is his fate related to Shen Zhuo?"

It was self-evident who he was referring to, Xuanyu drank tea with her head down, not at all like she had just opened her tongue.

Asahi Snow Palace was dignified and elegant, kneeling on the futon, wearing a long black dress and robes blooming around her like lotus flowers, and she was so quiet.

"Have."

Her words made the two present couldn't help but fluctuate.

"When he accepted Shen Zhuo's blood, when he met you, when he transformed into Shen Zhuo's face, his destiny has changed, and it is closely related to Shen Zhuo, maybe he will still have Shen Zhuo Zhuo's consciousness, but he will never be Shen Zhuo."

"..."

Chang Ming's clenched hand on the case gradually loosened, and he looked at everything in front of him calmly and indifferently.

"Did you see his future that day?"

"Yes."

"Why don't you tell me?"

"You won't listen."

"..."

She was right, Chang Ming would never listen to anyone's advice.

"If the Son of Heaven changes, Heaven will change too. If you want to see him again, you must stand by Long Xiang's side."

"He won't show up again."

Asahi Xuegong didn't say any more, because her destiny did not allow her to speak against her will.

So the three fell silent again.

On the other hand, Xu led Shen Zhuo to the pavilion in the mist, Shen Zhuo looked up at the beautiful pavilion in front of him, and asked, "Is this the legendary Tianming Pavilion?"

"No."

Xu gently waved his hand to clear the fog in front of him, "This is just an illusion."

So Shen Zhuo saw that the pavilions and pavilions in front of him really disappeared like an illusion, and there was another flat white stone slab in front of him, and at the end was the sea of ​​stars that was close at hand, and a shadowy figure slowly approached.

"Sister Xu, I finally spent an hour constructing the illusion, and you actually—"

The young man's crisp voice contained a trace of complaint, but when he saw the person beside Xu, he was shocked and lost his words.

Shen Zhuo looked at the young man in front of him with a smile. Like him, ten years later, he still looked like a young man. At this moment, that childish face was full of shock and surprise, and finally turned into red eyes and trembling lips.

"Big..."

"Under Liuli."

Shen Zhuo bowed his hands with a smile and interrupted the boy's words.

"... Liuli?"

Tears fell from Qianji's eyes, and she looked at him in disbelief, "Liu Hanli, Da Da, are you kidding me?"

Shen Zhuo looked at Xu with a blank expression, "I don't know who this is?"

"He is Zhuanji, a direct disciple of the pavilion master." Xu replied.

"It turned out to be the lead machine..."

"Great!"

Leading the machine stepped forward and hugged him tightly, strangling him tightly, his voice was trembling with excitement, "I knew it, I knew you wouldn't die, you promised me that you would take me home with you Yes, I knew..."

Shen Zhuo felt so sore in his heart that he almost couldn't laugh for a while, so he had to pretend to be embarrassed and patted him on the back, "Well, you...do you think I'm Shen Zhuo too?"

The boy holding him froze, then slowly let go of him, staring at him blankly, "...what did you say?"

"I know that Shen Zhuo and I look a bit alike..."

"Sir, don't be kidding me."

Shen Zhuo was silent, and pointed to his hair after a while, "Actually, there are differences, you see, my hair is silver-gray, because my fur is also silver-gray."

"... fur?" There was a crack on the face of Zhuo Ji.

"Yes, I'm not a human, I'm a beast."

Shen Zhuo smiled, "My face also looks very young, I was only born ten years ago."

"ten years?"

The eyes of Qianji suddenly burst into light, and he grabbed Shen Zhuo's hand, "You said you were born ten years ago!"

"Correct."

Shen Zhuo nodded, and suddenly remembered something, "I heard that when I was still a beast egg, I was given to Shen Zhuo by the Lord Chaori Pavilion, and I have received his blood, that's why I grew up like Shen Zhuo. resemblance."

"Fire Beast..."

Qianji stared at him blankly, recalling the plot repeatedly in his mind, but couldn't find any important plot about Qiong Beast.

So the plot went awry again?

He didn't believe it, he still felt that the person in front of him was his eldest, and he recognized it immediately, absolutely, but why didn't he recognize him?

Until he saw the man who was with the Pavilion Master, he understood immediately.

"My lord demigod is here, I'm not far away to welcome you." Leading the way tauntingly walked over.

Shen Zhuo was surprised when he heard this, since it's been a long time since I saw him, this kid has already learned how to stab people.

That side Xu and Pavilion Master Chaori didn't reprimand Zhuanji for his presumptuousness, and obviously they didn't like the two guests of Santu Peak either.

Xuanyu silently lowered her head and drank tea, feeling very guilty.

Chang Ming didn't make a sound, but just cast his eyes on Shen Zhuo beside him, "Come here."

As Liuli, Shen Zhuo naturally had to walk over obediently.

But it was not allowed to pull the machine, he grabbed his hand, "Don't go there!"

Shen Zhuo looked at him in embarrassment, then at Chang Ming, and finally at Xiang Xu.

But no one paid him any attention.

Shen Zhuo had no choice but to look at Qianji, "Well, Mr. Qianji..."

"Call me Xiaoqian." Zhuanji said.

"Xiaoqian, I... am from Santu Peak, the one over there is our lord..."

"No! Just ignore him!"

"..."