Heavenly practice

The news that Shen Zhuo was going to marry the demigod Changming quickly spread throughout Central Continent. Those who were still alive in the past were silent, but the young juniors couldn't help asking curiously, who is Shen Zhuo? ah?How can you marry a demigod?

Those people back then have now become the seniors of the Nascent Soul stage. After a long silence, they told their juniors a story of a mortal who is day and night.

The juniors also fell silent after hearing this, thinking that Shen Zhuo is a ruthless person.

"Is he really... mortal?"

This question asked everyone's heartfelt thoughts, not to mention that the human race was separated from Central Continent thousands of years ago. Except for monks leading the way, ordinary people only live in the human world, starting from the Huangtian Secret Realm. This is about Shen Zhuo. The story is also thousands of years old, how can mortals live so long?

Even a tree is enough to become a spirit.

No one could answer this question, but later a junior from the Kunyi faction revealed it, saying that his master did not intend to reveal that Shen Zhuo was more powerful than the two demigods.

The juniors were startled when they heard that, above the demigods, isn't that a god?

Shocked and even more curious, a group of juniors wanted to follow their elders to Santu Peak to attend the wedding banquet in a month's time.

When the news reached Qin Huang's ears, he was still holding Kunyue and climbing to the cliff north of Santu Peak. The sun was shining there, and it was like the hidden place where he practiced swords on the mountain behind Zhentianmen. He could feel it. The faint fluctuations from Kunyue Sword.

This is the most sunny place on Santu Peak. A huge protruding boulder sticks out, and at the foot is the abyss, the Nine Netherworld Palace. On this cliff, there grows a Liumeng tree with thick arms. It is said that it is him. The tree that the lord of the family had left unintentionally when he planted trees in the sky and fog to please Shen Zhuo, has only grown so thick in the past thousand years, not much thicker than the ten-year-old tree in the mortal world. I don't know if it's the aura or something else.

Qin Huang hugged Kunyue and leaned against the Liumeng tree, narrowed his long and narrow eyes, and looked at the hundreds of thousands of spirits stretching beneath his feet, and said in a low voice, "Shen Zhuo and Your Majesty are getting married."

"Your Majesty will marry, and Shen Zhuo will marry."

He curled the corner of his mouth, "Things in the world are really impermanent, and the two of them really came together."

This hill was so quiet that even the wind brushed his hair quietly without leaving a trace.

"Shen Zhuo told me that you should be able to condense your spiritual consciousness. I don't know if he guessed wrong or you don't want to see me."

Qin Huang looked down at the cold sword in his arms, smiled helplessly and dotingly, "You just don't want to see me, at least let Long Xiang and the others know, it's really cruel..."

His voice gradually faded away, and the space became quiet again. Like every day in the past, he still couldn't get a response from that person.

Qin Huang didn't care, and said with a smile to himself, "Do you know what is the key to Shen Zhuo Ninth's recovery of memory? It's not hurting your lord, nor your lord's confession, but the sentence of your lord. The phrase 'I was wrong', tsk tsk, really deserves to be Shen Zhuo."

"He is so proud, and he has suffered so much for His Majesty before, so he must get it back, but it is also embarrassing for His Majesty, he has lived for 10,000+ years, and for the first time, he has admitted his mistakes and apologized to others. coaxed back."

Qin Huang's smile gradually faded, and finally he lowered his head, kissed the cold sword and said in a low voice, "I also admit my mistake to you, please forgive me, okay, I was wrong, Jun Mi, I would like to apologize with my life, look at me Nice to see..."

In the silent world, the only sounds were his shallow breathing and heartbeat. He closed his eyes and hugged Kunyue tightly, like a dead tree about to die.

After an unknown amount of time, he closed his eyes and spoke again.

"Xuanyu once asked me, did you ever fall in love with me, I didn't dare to say that word at all, I couldn't even cheat..."

He chuckled, "Why are you tempted by me? If you have, you must have died long ago."

There was a faint white light on the sapphire scabbard, and then spread out in an instant, passing by like a wisp of light smoke, approaching Qin Huang's neck, as if probing for something.

Qin Huang lay there quietly, as if falling asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, Qin Huang slowly opened his eyes, quietly looking at the sky above his head like an old man in the evening mist, "Why don't you do it, I'm waiting, waiting to die under your hands."

The wind suddenly became stronger, bringing a few leaves of the Liumeng tree whizzing and hitting his face.

"You really have a bad temper, but you were spoiled by Shen Zhuo."

Qin Huang smiled, touched the sword in his arms, his eyes were as lonely as a dead sea, "If you can kill me one day, don't be soft."

"..."

"You are always too kind-hearted, sword cultivators shouldn't be soft-hearted."

"..."

"If you don't soften your heart, I won't feel that there is still a chance."

"..."

The dark clouds covered the warm sunlight, and the kid who led the machine dragged the mortal brought by Shen Zhuo to ride on Daxuan's body and ran wildly all over the sky. The quiet world was instantly filled with terrified screams and excited laughter.

Qin Huang lazily raised his eyes and looked over, the other party happened to have spotted him too, and the boy named Zhuan Ji drove Daxuan to fly towards him.

"Ah! Slow down! I'm going to die! Ah!"

"It's already very slow, my ears hurt from your shouting."

Qianji turned his head to look at Qin Huang nonchalantly, his eyes full of anticipation, "I have seen Senior Qin Huang!"

"En." Qin Huang responded lightly.

"Qin Huang?"

The pale-faced Zhou Le was startled when he heard the name, and looked over curiously. After seeing the handsome man leaning on the tree trunk holding the sword, his eyes widened in surprise.

He was a little excited.

Even Shen Zhuo didn't know, he was actually very curious about Qin Huang's character, before knowing that he could travel through time, he wanted to meet this character when he had the chance, but he didn't expect to meet him by chance today.

He rubbed his hands excitedly, stepped forward a few steps and stretched out his hand with a smile, "Hello, Mr. Qin, I, Zhou Le, Shen Zhuo's friend."

Qin Huang looked up at the person in front of him, then at the hand he stretched out, raised his eyebrows, "Shen Zhuo's friend?"

"Uh, yes, I've known him for a long time, and this time I'm here to attend the wedding between him and Mr....Demigod."

Zhou Le withdrew his hand in embarrassment, and his eyes lit up again when his eyes fell on the sword in his arms, "Is this the legendary Kunyue sword? I have heard its name for a long time, and I saw it today... really... really... …sharp!"

Qianji laughed out loud, Zhou Le turned his head and glared at him, brat!

Qin Huang didn't care about his nonsense, and looked at him with interest, "You are a mortal."

"right……"

Zhou Le felt guilty after finishing speaking, and quickly added, "We are all mortals there, and there are no immortals."

"Oh? Then what happened to Shen Zhuo?"

"..."

Zhou Le laughed dryly, "He...he is an exception."

Qin Huang smiled, turned his head to hug Kunyue, and looked at the clouds in the sky indifferently.

Zhou Le looked at the ethereal and detached person in front of him and deeply wondered if he had misunderstood the person. He remembered that General Kunyue in the book was a character who was so evil, charming, mad, and coquettish that he was better than the devil. It's about to become a fairy.

"that……"

"Anything else?"

Zhou Le swallowed, and boldly asked, "You didn't seem like this before."

Qin Huang narrowed his eyes, "According to Your Excellency, what did I look like before?"

"Going to the sky and entering the earth, a domineering person who is not even afraid of demigods."

Zhou Le said without hesitation, Qin Huang is the only person in the book who is not afraid of the demigod Changming, not even afraid of heaven, because he is a truly fearless swordsman.

Qin Huang looked at him indifferently, and suddenly asked, "How long have you known Shen Zhuo?"

"We've known each other since he was 13."

"yes."

Qin Huang murmured, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Then you heard him say...about me?"

Zhou Le's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously looked away.

Qin Huang saw his reaction clearly, "It seems that there is."

Having said all this, Zhou Le thought that this person could be regarded as an ally, and with his own fighting strength, he simply sat down on his buttocks.

"Yes, I know, which part do you want to know?"

"Xue Junmi." Qin Huang said without hesitation.

"what?"

Zhou Le, who wanted to talk about the other party's daily life, was like a choked chicken, "Xue...Xue Junmi?"

"Yes, Xue Junmi, what is the ending between him and me?"

"Xue Junmi... What is the ending between Xue Junmi and you?"

Qin Huang looked at his bewildered face, clenched his fists, but asked with a smile on his face, "Yes, what is my relationship with him?"

Although Zhou Le was puzzled, he still answered his question, "Xue Junmi... He should have died in your hands, just a hundred years after Zhentianmen was destroyed."

At that moment, Qin Huang felt as if his soul was pulled out by someone, and his whole body sank into the cold endless purgatory.

"What did you say?"