9000 years

The shrine collapsed suddenly, and broken pillars crackled through Xuanli's body and fell to his feet. The rubble was covered with dust, which almost knocked him unconscious.

A blurry picture appeared in front of his eyes - green hills, flowing water, a boy in short clothes, only the outline of the scene, which gradually overlapped with his dream.

The stone statue was shattered into slag and scattered in all directions. He turned around suddenly and caught a glimpse of the slow-flowing river.

It's here!

He stared at his feet, but suddenly his head began to ache, as if trying to stop his movements, disturbing his thoughts.

There were chattering voices outside the ancestral hall. It was the old woman who had returned with her children just now. The shrine had collapsed in a mess, and it was hard to tell the difference between the south, the west, and the north.

Xuan Li moved a bit, something seemed to have fallen by his feet, he lowered his head, it was the lacquered incense burner.

The old woman was over 60 years old. First she knelt down and gave a few heads to the shrine, then she picked up the incense burner at Xuanli's feet by stepping on the broken wood. She moved a broken wooden beam tremblingly. What was pressed was a stone statue whose parts could no longer be distinguished.

The son who received Xuanli's spell offered to help, and the other sons and daughters all watched, Xuanli stood motionless, the sun hit him through the ridged wood, and passed through a layer of cold and dazzling Light.

There are more and more people, stepping on the bridge and swarming here.

"The ancestral hall collapsed, what a disaster..."

"The Temple of the Phoenix God has collapsed..."

"Look, it seems...it seems like the sky has changed..."

"Let's go, let's go..."

There were noises, men and women, children screaming.

"Buzz...buzz..."

Feeling dizzy and dizzy, he rushed upwards, black clouds rose above the sky, lightning and thunder interspersed, and Xuanli's clothes were lifted.

"Fengling, Fengling?"

He woke up with a "boom".

Si Ming came down from the cloud, and the crowd had already dispersed. He supported Xuan Li, dragged the man out of the ruins, and asked worriedly, "How are you? What happened?"

The picture in Xuanli's mind has disappeared, he swept across the collapsed shrine, and finally landed on the "Phoenix Shrine" that fell into two sections.

"Your shrine?" Si Ming took a few steps forward, his whole body trembled when his fingers touched the plaque, and he stared at his hand in disbelief, "Fengling, this shrine seems to be protected by gods."

Xuan Xin was shaking, trembling as if something was about to come out, he squatted on the bed, and the moment his fingertips touched the plaque, the dilapidated wooden plaque instantly lost its color, and the handwriting traced with golden threads turned to earth, and the three large characters fell apart. , quicksand shattered in Xuanli's hands.

The nebula stirred for a while, and the shrine in front of him quickly withered with the passing of the wooden sign, and turned into a pool of yellow sand in an instant.

Si Ming looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief, "Obviously I was just now..."

Xuanli seemed to be drained of all his energy by this series of events. He stood up slumpedly, and with his sleeves raised, in his field of vision, only the black and steep green hills, the long-standing shrines, and even a trace of yellow sand remained. There are none left.

Xuanli suddenly covered his chest, and grabbed Si Ming's arm, it hurt so much...

"Fengling, Fengling..."

Si Ming supported the man's waist, spat, and left the town quickly.

The situation in Shangwu Palace was calm, Si Ming helped him to sit down, poured another cup of hot tea, and asked worriedly, "Are you okay? But what's wrong?"

Xuanli lowered his eyelashes halfway, and shook his head: "It's fine, don't worry."

The heart hanging in his throat finally fell down, Si Ming leaned back and breathed a sigh of relief: "I was really scared to death, I thought something was wrong with you."

"What are you looking for from me?"

Si Ming paused, then realized that he had forgotten his business, and hurriedly pulled up the sitting person, "Go, go, your little dragon is about to die of suffocation, did you forget?"

Xuan's heart tightened, no wonder he always felt that he had forgotten something before.

A day and a night passed, Xuanli hurried into the backyard, the hem of his clothes was stained with dew on the flowers and leaves, the too strong wind of his clothes swept off several flowers and branches in a row.

Si Ming frowned, always feeling that this person seemed to be different.

The little dragon floating in the dust pool only showed half of its head, its beard drooping on the surface of the water, the originally silvery white little dragon was covered with a light crimson color, Kun Yuan lay on the bank so anxiously that he wanted to get in for him. up.

"Your Majesty, you have come back, hurry up and save your Highness."

Xuanli's enchantment is incomprehensible to anyone but himself, and all the magical powers of 6 years are accumulated on that thin layer. How can it be unraveled by ordinary gods, so Si Ming had to follow all the way to find it? he.

But who is this little Highness?

The enchantment hanging in the pool was broken, Kun Yuan hurriedly carried him up, the long tail of the dragon dragged it out for a long time, and he was already dizzy.

Kun Yuan was about to cast a spell when Xuan Li stood up and said, "Let me do it."

Strand after strand of pure spiritual energy slowly flowed through Bailong's wrist, and within half a moment, the sprawling dragon woke up. He glanced at Xuanli in a daze, and then climbed up after being in a daze for a long time. When he got up, his dragon tail rested in the pond, and suddenly he swept up a red lotus, and before anyone could move, he swallowed it into his stomach as if venting his anger.

"..."

Si Ming stared at the rumored white dragon, his forehead was covered with sweat, which god in the sky didn't know, this red lotus was Xuanli's life, you just swept and bit him, half his life was eaten!You are so overwhelmed, brother!

Looking at each other, the white dragon with long body and long tail stared at him calmly, completely different from the previous one who bared his teeth no matter what he did.

Xuanli was already on the verge of explosion, and being bitten off a red lotus in front of his face was no different from stepping on his head.

He chuckled, and almost instantly, the little white dragon sitting by the pool was grabbed by the throat and lifted up, the long dragon tail fluttered wildly, the force in his throat almost crushed him throat.

"Well......"

Xuanli's figure did not move, but the surrounding vegetation was still.

His hands were still behind his back, and he didn't even lift his eyelids, "Is this seat too arrogant to you? I gave you a signal to act recklessly, so that you don't know your dignity, and don't take this seat's words to heart?"

The voice was ice that could not be melted all year round, and everyone present was shocked. The word "this seat" was a too dangerous signal.

Fuyu, whose eyes were red from being strangled, was almost suffocated. He tightened his front paws, and squeezed words out from between his teeth: "If you want to kill, then kill, if you faint, then save me. Treat me like a toy." ?"

Si Ming stood at the back, thinking about what day it is today, why everyone seems to have taken the wrong medicine, Kun Yuan clearly said that this little guy is soft and cute.

"Heh..." Xuanli finally raised his head, a fierce red light floated above the black iris, and the surroundings suddenly became hot, "Kill you?"

A bunch of purple flames floated from Xuanli's palm, and the surrounding plants and trees seemed to be unable to bear the high temperature, they retracted their branches and lowered their heads one after another.

Ziyou Lihuo, the highest-level spell of the Feng Clan, can burn everything in the world, and rarely appears in the world when it is not life and death. How angry is Xuanli to directly sacrifice this spell?Si Ming looked at Fu Yu sympathetically, if the little white dragon really caught fire, it would turn into ashes without even reaching the flame heart.

Do nothing wrong to provoke him.

Si Ming hastily stepped forward and held down Xuanli's hand, he really took his life to be a good person.

"Fengling Fengling, that's all, it's fine to punish him, what's the matter with the child."

He stroked Xuanli's back with trembling hands, afraid that he would burn himself first if he turned his head.

The mood of the person in front of him gradually stabilized, the red light in his eyes dissipated, and the white dragon floating in mid-air fell to the ground with a "slap", and the dragon's tail crushed a large area of ​​flowers and plants.

"Cough...cough..."

Xuanli left without looking back, his heart was very confused, the moment he used Ziyou Lihuo, he seemed to be possessed by a demon, his body and mind were out of his control, if Si Ming stopped later, he would I'm afraid that the little white dragon is really going to be burned to ashes.

What happened?

At twilight, Kun Yuan hurried over from the apse, saluted tremblingly, and said, "Your Majesty, the newly planted red lotus has been planted, little...do you have any orders?"

"No, you go!"

In the next few days, Xuanli ignored him and never went to Houyuan again.

Si Ming left in a hurry that day, but today he finally had time, and just after morning tea, he rushed all the way to Shangwu Palace.

The sycamore trees in Shangwu Palace began to lose their leaves, and the yellowed leaves fell off from time to time, and a thin layer was accumulated in a short time.

Xuanli had another strand of white hair on his temples, in fact, it was already white the day he came back from the mortal world, but something happened later, so he put it aside without asking.

Before Si Ming came, he went to the peach grove behind Yaochi to pick a few peaches. Although it was not as good as the fruit in the Wu peach grove, it was not the season. There were only such peaches that could be eaten in heaven and earth, let's make do with it.

Xuanli sat on the rattan chair in front of the main hall with a tired expression, when he saw someone coming, he raised his eyelids to say hello.

Si Ming put the washed peaches on the table, and handed one to the other person. The person looked at it, but didn't accept it.

"What's wrong? Don't want to eat?"

Xuanli turned his body sideways, closed his eyes, and the answer was self-evident.

Si Ming: "..." Well, since you are in a bad mood, I won't bother with you.

"Did something happen to you in that town that day?" Si Ming held a peach in his arms, and gnawed deeply and shallowly.

"No."

"Then your day...?"

The person next to him paused, and suddenly asked, "Have I ever forgotten anyone?"

"Ah?" Si Ming looked at him, thinking what does this mean?Forgot who?

"Have you ever done it?" Xuanli's voice was deep and serious.

"Well... Let me think about it... No, since I took over Xuansheng Palace, you have been in this sky. Before that, you basically practiced in the sky. As for the previous In 4 years, all immortals of the age in the sky died in that scuffle, do you still remember that scuffle?"

"remember."

"That's nothing. I haven't heard anyone say that you have been in contact with... which fairy!"

Xuanli breathed a sigh of relief, wanting to get rid of these inexplicable emotions in his heart once and for all.

"By the way, White Dragon, you..."

"It's okay, don't worry."

"Oh~" He sighed, seeing that person turned back again, in hesitation, he heard the person on the opposite side say: "If you have any questions, just tell me."

Tsk, if that's the case, you're welcome.

"Then why is the little white dragon called the little highness, he is...?"

Xuanli glanced at him thoughtfully, it seemed that the news was indeed hidden well enough, even Si Ming Xingjun, who has always been the favorite gossip, didn't know about it.

"Fathering."

"Fufufu... Fuyu?" Si Ming's tongue seemed to be constricted, his eyes almost popped out, "That little prince Fuyu from Dragon Palace?"

Xuanli nodded without making a sound, and then he looked indifferently at the west corner of the mansion. The leaves shook a bit, but there was no one there.

Si Ming also followed him, and before anyone could speak, the person sitting on the other side suddenly added: "It's just the name."

Eh?What?What the hell is...

Just as he was about to ask, he saw Xuan Li on the opposite side shaking his head.

Immediately afterwards, a light and floating shadow seemed to flash across Xijiao, Si Ming paused, and then smiled.

He glanced at Xuanli, and used voice transmission: "His Royal Highness Yun Yi?"

Xuanli also laughed along with him, and let out an "um" with a trace of helplessness that was barely audible.

The two chatted for a while, and when there was indeed no one around, Si Ming carefully started the conversation again.

"Then Bailong, is he really the prince of Dragon Palace?"

"Yes."

Si Ming squeezed the peach in his hand, feeling his teeth a little sore.

"This little prince is not a fuel-efficient lamp. He has often come to Tiangong to make troubles before, and this time..." He shook his head before he finished speaking, "You keep him in the pool and treat him in the future." Remember, how do you get revenge?"

"Revenge?" Xuanli snorted coldly, as if he was still brooding over what happened that day, "Without me, he wouldn't know if he was alive or dead."

"That's true...it's a pity..."

"What a pity?"

"It's a pity... a grudge has been formed!"

The matter of the Dragon Clan will be liquidated one day, and there is nothing to talk about.

While chatting, Kun Yuan hurriedly came in from the outside, spread his palms, and several gilt characters appeared in front of Xuan Li - the soul-destroying pearl has captured the living soul, please come and decide.

So fast?Xuanli had a bad premonition in his heart, it came so fast, it was hard to believe.