I heard that the emperor had a cub

Xuanzhao stayed on the ninth floor of the Tianguang Pavilion for a long time. He was always observing the stone statue, rubbed his fingertips on the surface of the stone statue, and noticed that the right hand of the stone statue was slightly clenched, as if there was a fist in his palm. There was something, but now it's empty.

Maybe he should find some time to ask Xuan Xiao again if the stone statue has been moved and if there is anything missing.

The surface of the stone statue feels cold and smooth to the touch, not the feeling of ordinary stone, but it cannot be said what kind of material it is.

After observing, Xuan Zhao can roughly conclude that the monster aura in this stone statue is completely different from that of the group of demons on the top of the Ten Thousand Ridges, but for some reason, this monster has a strange affinity for him .

Obviously he is the most pure fairy body, completely repelling the evil spirit, but he does not have a strong sense of rejection towards this evil spirit.

The more strange things there are on this stone statue, the more doubts Xuanzhao has in his heart. He temporarily pressed the question, and when he turned around, he suddenly heard a familiar voice from behind: "Huh? Xuanzhao? Are you not Should I rest in the room, why are you here again?"

While speaking, Zhao Li walked towards him from behind a row of bookshelves.

Xuan Zhao didn't answer him immediately, but instead asked, "Why are you here?"

Zhaoli hesitated for a while, and explained: "I suddenly thought of something, so I wanted to try my luck and see if I could find useful information."

Xuan Zhao asked, "Is there anything convenient for you to tell me?"

He wasn't so enthusiastic that he wanted to solve everyone's problems, but he had an intuition that this should be one of the things he cared about.

Zhao Li was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "Of course, I don't have any secrets to hide from you, after all, we already have a fairy fetus... Let's not talk about that, I'm really glad you took the initiative Take care of my business."

Xuan Zhao: "..."

He only asked these questions for information, but he didn't expect that it would be so important to Li.

They sat down in the attic, and before Xuanzhao asked any questions, Zhaoli couldn't wait to say: "Where should I start? By the way, you actually know it, right? I don't have any memories of before I came to the God Realm."

The conversation had just begun, and Xuan Zhao was faced with two silences.

Before Zhao Li said this, he really didn't know.

Fortunately, Zhaoli has already continued: "I was picked up from the ancient battlefield tens of thousands of years ago by the True God of Changqing. At that time, I was still young and lacked the ability to protect myself, and I didn't remember who I was from. Come on, I don’t even know what my original body is, it’s the Changqing True God who took care of me, so that I can survive in the God Realm well.”

Xuan Zhao was a little surprised, he never knew that there was such a relationship between Changqing and Zhaoli.

But if you think about it carefully, you can see some details. For example, Zhaoli respects Changqing more than anyone else. Changqing, who usually doesn't like to talk to other people, often chats with Zhaoli.

Zhao Li smiled and said: "I don't usually mention this past, and I seldom think about the past. In fact, losing the memory before coming to the God Realm is not a big deal for me. Maybe I used to It was a bad day, and it's better not to remember."

Xuan Zhao didn't know how to answer him, so he just listened silently.

Zhaoli continued: "I didn't think about these things at first, but yesterday when I went to the ancient battlefield to find the God of Changqing, I went back there again, and suddenly some pictures came to my mind, so I wanted to try my luck , see if you can find anything related to it."

Xuan Zhao asked, "What did you see?"

"Well, I can't say clearly." Zhao Li frowned, he tried to describe his vague memory, "I seem to see that on the day I was saved by Changqing Zhenshen, there was a The figure, I seem to be rescued by them together, but..."

"But?"

Zhao Li suddenly raised his head, looked at Xuan Zhao and said, "He disappeared."

Xuan Zhao repeated: "Disappeared?"

Zhao Li stared at Xuan Zhao, and suddenly asked: "Where did I just say?"

Xuan Zhao patiently repeated what he said just now, and then asked: "Where did that person go? Or did he get trapped by some spell and disappeared?"

Zhaoli was startled, and asked incomprehensibly, "What are you talking about? There is no one, and the only one who can save me is Changqing Zhenshen. Are you mistaken?"

Xuan Zhao: "..."

He stopped talking for a moment, and after staring at Zhaoli for a long time, he confirmed again: "Are you sure there is only Changqing?"

Zhaoli nodded affirmatively: "Of course, although I don't have any memory of what happened a long time ago, I still have a very clear memory of when I was rescued."

Listening to his words, Xuan Zhao finally understood the general problem in his heart, why Zhaoli would come here to check the classics.

His memory seems to have been tampered with, and he has a vague feeling in his heart, and occasionally thinks of something, but when he is close to the truth, the confinement will take effect again, and his memory will be corrected.

So he seems to be trapped in it, can't find a way out, just unconsciously pursue the truth.

Xuan Zhao didn't say anything, he nodded and said, "I see, I misheard."

The problem lies with Chang Qing.

Xuanzhao then chatted with Zhaoli for a while, but Zhaoli failed to give any more information, and Xuanzhao finally failed to find any more clues on the stone statue, and the ancient books of Tianguang Pavilion did not leave any more information. He quickly returned to Xingji Hall.

The next day, Changqing came to Xuanzhao's hall as usual.

As if none of the things in the middle had happened, Xuan Zhao and Chang Qing returned to the old way of getting along.

Xuanzhao was very busy, he had many memorials and letters to read, and occasionally explained something to Xiaoxian, the attendant beside him, and asked them to pass on the order.

Slightly different from usual, only Xuanzhao is temporarily not allowed to go out to deal with things that require fighting, so now he can only stay in the Xingji Temple and do what he can do at hand.

When Xuanzhao was dealing with business, Changqing never disturbed him. He usually sat by the window by himself, sometimes played chess with himself, sometimes poured himself a drink, and more often sat in the sun half asleep, half awake, bored. kill time.

Regarding Chang Qing's behavior, Xuan Zhao also asked, of course, why he didn't just find something to do when he was so free.

Changqing replied with a half-smile that he had been busy with too many things in the past 20 years, and now he doesn't want to do anything but rest, he just wants to be an idle old man.

Besides, there are reliable gods like them in the current God Realm, so there is no need for him to do anything, and he can't do anything.

Of course, Xuan Zhao didn't want to hand over the work to Changqing, he just hoped that Changqing would have more entanglement with the things around him.

Xuanzhao knew Changqing when he was over 500 years old and was still studying in Xianshu.

Five hundred years old, still quite immature in the God Realm.

The immortals in the God Realm all come from their own cultivation, and most of them still have their own racial characteristics when they were young. Xuan Zhao is different from others. In the private school, he began to learn fairy arts from fairy boys who were thousands of years older than him.

Because his mind is immature, although Xuan Zhao was born with powerful power, he still doesn't know how to use it.Therefore, in the process of cultivation, he would often cause quite serious consequences due to his inability to control his power.

On several occasions he has injured those around him.

After a long time, the people around naturally began to be afraid of Xuan Zhao, and even in normal times, they would try to avoid Xuan Zhao as much as possible, and would not have too much contact with him.

Xuanzhao once heard other people say that he is a monster, that he is not a fairy at all, that he does not even have a real body, does not know his race, and is a monster of unknown origin. If it is not for the blessing of Xuanxiao, he will not be able to stay in the fairy school among.

They also said that in order to keep Xuan Zhao, the True God Xuan Xiao even used his position as a guarantee that Xuan Zhao would become a useful talent in the God Realm in the future.

Speaking of this, everyone started to laugh, saying that if it wasn't for Xuanzhao, Xuanxiao Zhenshen wouldn't have to stay in the fairy school to do tiring work long ago, and the Zhenshen really made himself a big trouble.

After hearing these words, the young Xuanzhao was inevitably shaken.

At that time, Xuanzhao's temper was quite sharp, he was not a character who would cry secretly, he would gossip back when he heard gossip, and he would beat back when someone made a move, and it didn't take long for the fairy school to be turned upside down.

He took the initiative to admit what he had done to Xuan Xiao who came to find him, and then calmly stated that he would not stay in the fairy school anymore, and would not cause trouble to Xuan Xiao, and then walked straight to the back mountain.

What Xuanzhao originally wanted was to leave the God Realm from the back mountain and go to a place where no one can find him. It doesn’t matter if he is a king of the mountain or a “monster” in the mountains and forests, as long as he is not brought by the True God Xuan Xiao. Trouble, he can go anywhere, life and death are his own business.

While thinking like this, he came to the gazebo halfway up the mountain.

The whole mountain is full of green trees, only this place has an open space, and there is a gazebo, which is really quite suspicious.

In retrospect, Xuanzhao himself did not know why, but it seemed that there was a strange attraction, which made Xuanzhao take the initiative to walk towards the pavilion.

Then in the gazebo, he saw a certain idle fairy with clear eyebrows, eyes and outstanding temperament, dressed in snow-white clothes, sitting in the gazebo grilling fish.

The [-]-year-old Xuan Zhao has never seen other faces except the True God Xuan Xiao and the classmates in the fairy school.

Seeing this strange fairy, Xuan Zhao immediately reacted on guard.

However, the other party raised his head, as if he didn't care about the person who broke into the gazebo without authorization, and even invited him, smiling at him and saying, "Do you want to eat too?"

Xuan Zhao was stunned by his words, then shook his head.

The mysterious fairy seemed to be deliberately inducing: "Really don't want it?"

Xuanzhao became even more vigilant: "Master said that the person who will feed each other when we first meet is probably transformed by a mountain spirit and monster, and they are not good people."

The mysterious immortal laughed because of his words.

Xuan Zhao: "..."

His figure is still about five or six years old, and he is not as high as the table in the gazebo. His face is puffed up, his eyes are rounded, and he raises his arms defensively to prepare for battle. Although his eyes are still full of momentum, But it looks pretty funny.

Chang Qing couldn't stop laughing anymore.