Heavenly practice

The residence of the Yangluo clan is like a huge sect, at least the scale of its halls is definitely not inferior to that of Zhentianmen, and even far surpassed the two sects of Xuantong and Luantian.

Standing in front of the huge water curtain, Shen Zhuo deeply felt the power of money, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Does it look good?" Asked the machine.

"It's pretty." Shen Zhuo said.

"I'll get you one in Yusuku, you go back with me, how about it?"

"..."

Shen Zhuo felt that if he didn't hurry up and go back, the child would be finished, as if he regarded Tianming Pavilion as his home.

The people of the Yangluo tribe were not very surprised by their arrival, but the people in the tribe were full of curiosity about the demigod Changming. After all, this young monk could be said to have replaced Huangdi's number one position in Zhongzhou's heart to a certain extent. They all came over intentionally or unintentionally to take a look.

Although Feng Qingli was indifferent, he did not dare to neglect the dignified demigod, and directly arranged the master and servant into a side hall.

Shen Zhuo followed Chang Ming naturally, but was rejected by the other party, "Xuan Yu."

"Ah... Oh." Xuanyu was also a little surprised, but still brought Shen Zhuo into her room.

Shen Zhuo glanced back at Chang Ming, who had already entered the room.

Xuanyu was still calling him from the front, so Shen Zhuo had no choice but to follow, but suddenly remembered something after entering the room.

"That...I..."

"Ok?"

Xuanyu sat on the table and poured a glass of water to drink, "What's wrong?"

Shen Zhuo pursed his lips, feeling a little embarrassed, "You seem to be a female...I am a male."

Xuanyu spit out the water in her mouth with a "poof", and then laughed loudly, "You...you bastard, you are amazing! Do you know that you are not yet an adult?"

Shen Zhuo: "..."

"I can't live with you if I'm not an adult."

Shen Zhuo thought for a while and said, "I want to live with Qianji."

As soon as he said this, Xuan Yu's smile faded away, and she looked at him with some seriousness, "Boy, tell me the truth, have you taken a fancy to that kid?"

"..."

Shen Zhuo shuddered when she heard her "baby", but didn't react for a while, "What do you mean?"

"That guy called Zhuanji, do you like him?"

"..."

Shen Zhuo suddenly admired the woman's brain, "I...it's okay."

"If you like it, you like it, if you don't like it, you don't like it, what is it?"

Xuanyu was quite dissatisfied, "I tell you, you also know that your face is very similar to your father's. If you like someone else's venerable, your lord may not be happy."

Shen Zhuo was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked, "My lord...do you like him?"

Xuanyu looked like you were making a fuss, "Didn't you already know?"

Shen Zhuo laughed dumbly, "How do I know? You never told me."

"Are you stupid? Then why do you think other people said those words, and why did they have that expression when they mentioned Shen Zhuo?" Xuan Yu didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"But didn't they all say that he was killed by His Majesty?"

Shen Zhuo just smiled slightly, "Since you like that person, why did you kill him?"

Xuanyu looked hesitant, "Uh... this question is... a bit complicated."

"How complicated?" Shen Zhuo asked pretending to be puzzled.

Xuanyu looked at him with a curious look, and regretted bringing it up a little, "Well, Your Majesty likes him, but well... Your Majesty has other things to do, but Shen Zhuo doesn't like this matter, so Your Majesty had no choice but to do it secretly without telling Shen Zhuo, and Shen Zhuo became angry, and... was so angry to death."

Shen Zhuo didn't know whether to laugh or cry when she said that he was so angry, but he still pretended to be thoughtful, "So although Your Majesty likes him, it's actually not that important."

Xuanyu immediately retorted, "It's not unimportant..."

"It's just not as good as what he has to do." Shen Zhuo said calmly.

Xuanyu was choked, because she found that she couldn't speak.

Shen Zhuo nodded and said, "Understood."

Xuanyu was a little bit square, "What do you understand?"

"I see……"

Shen Zhuo raised a smile, "It's like I like a beautiful stone and want to take it with me, but the stone hurts my back when I sleep at night. If I want to sleep, I have to put it down, so I put it on the bed I thought it was still there the next day, but it was gone, lost, and then one day he found another similar stone in someone else's hands, he would be unhappy because he thought it was his Stone."

Xuanyu looked at him firmly, "If I hadn't watched you being born from that egg, I would have doubted your identity."

Shen Zhuo looked at her blankly, "Huh?"

"fine."

Xuanyu reached out and touched his brows, and said with a smile, "If you really like to lead the machine, it's okay, I will protect you, but just don't say the words about the stone likeness in front of your lord, he really will kill you."

Shen Zhuo nodded with concern, quite well-behaved.

Xuan Yu touched his forehead and brows softly, with deep eyes, then slowly relieved, and left with a smile.

Shen Zhuo agreed, and after she left, the smile faded away, he touched the center of his brow, and sneered in his heart, even Chang Ming failed, she actually wanted to explore his sea of ​​consciousness, but fortunately he covered it with the memory of the Qiong beast in time. Covered the sea of ​​consciousness.

He didn't stay for long and came to look for him, Shen Zhuo didn't know what to think, and just raised his head and said, "Xuanyu asked me if I like you."

Qianji froze there directly with a smile, "...huh?"

Seeing his stupidity, Shen Zhuo burst out laughing, and most of the depression in his heart disappeared, "Do you like me?"

Qianji's face flushed, and he stammered, "I...you..."

"Kidding."

"..."

He let out a sigh of relief, "I was scared to death."

Shen Zhuo asked him to sit down, "What do you want from me?"

"Looking for you to play." Zhuoji grinned.

Shen Zhuo smiled, and suddenly thought of something, "I remember you took the water of forgetting love."

"Yes, I'll give you a bottle to play with." Zhuo Ji took a finger-sized glass bottle and pushed it in front of him.

Shen Zhuo's eyes fell on the glass bottle, and the transparent and clear water reflected his eyes.

He took it and smiled, "Thank you, maybe it can be used."

He didn't think too much about pulling the machine, and insisted on pulling him out to play, but this is someone else's territory after all, and the two of them walked around the residence for a few times before returning.

Feng Qingli didn't bother with them anymore, Shen Zhuo knew what was going on with the Huangdi's inheritance, the reason why Feng Qingli let them in so kindly was because he wanted them to block other coveted people, After all, the name of a demigod is not something ordinary people can offend.

Evening Xuanyu hadn't come back yet, Shen Zhuo guessed that she wouldn't come back either, so he picked up the bottle of Wangqing Water and went out.

There is silence outside the hall, and a vast expanse can be seen, with a lonely bright moon above the pavilions and pavilions.

Shen Zhuo looked up at the bright moon, only felt the coldness emerge from his heart, how could he think that he could pick off the bright moon?

He lifted the glass bottle with his hand, uncorked the bottle, and poured it into his mouth.

After a while, Shen Zhuo opened his eyes and looked around.

The clear water poured down, but it seemed to flow into another space and disappear out of thin air.

He lowered his hands, turned around, and showed a panicked expression to the person, "Your Majesty..."

The silver-haired handsome man held a ball of clear water in his palm, "Do you know what this is?"

"It's the water of forgetting love..."

Shen Zhuo flinched, "I'll just taste it."

The water in his palm melted into nothingness, Chang Ming walked up to him, looked down at the young man in front of him, the moonlight above his head reflected his long silver-gray hair.

"Do you remember what he looked like?" he asked.

"Remember." Shen Zhuo knew who he was talking about.

Chang Ming raised his hand, and his cool fingertips lingered between his eyebrows, lingering in his eyes.

Shen Zhuo suddenly held his hand, stepped on his feet and kissed it.

Under the gorgeous and quiet palace and the cold moonlight, two figures overlapped.

The lips of the two were lightly pressed together, and the boy's black glass-like eyes were shining with clean light, full of curiosity, doubt, and shyness, but one thing was missing.

Chang Ming stood quietly without moving, looking into the young man's eyes until the young man took a step back and released him showing cowardice.

Like a flustered little beast, the boy opened his mouth to say something, but was interrupted.

"Don't do this casually in the future." Chang Ming said.

The boy looked up at him, a little dazed.

"This kind of thing can only be done with people you like."

"..."

As if those ten years hadn't passed, everything was just a dream, when he woke up, he stood under the dream tree in the cloudy sky and fog, smiled, kissed him, and said the same to someone.

For a moment, Shen Zhuo's heart seemed to be gripped by something, and he watched the man leaving with a silent sneer.