Xuan Wuzi felt that he was wronged.
He didn't do anything, and Yu Lingzong began to spread rumors, implying that he secretly hooked up with Brother Xiaoshen, which made the master and uncle furious, and quarreled with Brother Xiaoshen in Shulin...
That's right, he is indeed the only person in the Yuling Sect who has dared to seek death to offend his uncle in the past hundred years. Master Uncle did accuse Brother Xiaoshen of adultery and the like.
But it would be too hasty to infer that it was him based on this alone.
Today is different from the past, he doesn't want to die now! Especially after knowing that Brother Xiaoshen is from the Dragon Clan!
Xuan Wuzi felt that Brother Xiaoshen and Master Uncle must know that he was innocent, but in order not to let Master Uncle get angry with him (Master Uncle really likes to vent anger), Xuan Wuzi stepped up and studied the method of unraveling the curse, to give Yu Yi try.
Xiao Shen stood beside him, staring at it.
"Spirit and energy combine, all things come into being!" Xuan Wuzi stopped shouting, and the blue light cast towards Yu Yi.
The blue light fell into Yu Yi's body, Yu Yi blinked, but nothing happened.
Xuan Wuzi gnawed his nails: "That's not right... um..."
Xiaoshen said disappointedly: "You didn't succeed again."
As soon as the words fell, with a "Peng", Yu Yi turned into a finger-sized ink figure again, fell halfway in the air, and was scooped up by Xiaoshen before the flying sword was unsheathed.
"Haha, it's changed back. It's cute." Xiao Shen doesn't care about the size of his mind, but such a small one is really convenient.
Yu Yi followed Xiao Shen's palm and climbed onto his shoulder, sat down and stared at Xuan Wuzi, as if he was still a little unhappy.
"Hahahahahaha, it's done! It's done!" Xuan Wuzi was ecstatic.
Especially at this time, Shang Jiyu walked in with his hands behind his back.
"Master Uncle." Xuan Wuzi reported excitedly, "This disciple has finally changed his meaning back."
Shang Jiyu took a look, nodded, and said nothing special. Although he seemed to agree, he was not particularly happy, at least not to the point where his expression became big.
Xuan Wuzi seemed to have been poured with cold water. It was obvious that his master and uncle cared about this matter very much...
Xiaoshen was overjoyed when he saw Shang Jiyu's appearance, he has changed back!
After arguing with "him" a few days ago, that guy used the excuse of seeking justice, and didn't let his other self show up for a few days. Xiaoshen was angry and anxious, but punching and kicking couldn't help.
Today, I finally saw Shang Jiyu appear.
He smiled at Shang Jiyu, and squeezed the long-lost little Mojing Yuyi on his shoulder.
Who would have thought that Yu Yi muttered a few words silently, pointed at himself, and his body suddenly became bigger again!
And because he was originally on Xiaoshen's shoulders, the two of them rolled to the ground together, Yu Yi pressed Xiaoshen firmly, the white hair fell from the side of the black skin, entangled with Xiaoshen's hair, Black and white are distinct and stand out.
Yu Yi has long arms and legs, propped herself up a little bit, and is still above Xiao Shen, staring at Xiao Shen with wide eyes.
Xuan Wuzi: "..."
He looked sideways at Shang Jiyu tremblingly, just now his master and uncle did not appreciate it very clearly, but now he is a little obviously displeased...
Xuan Wuzi felt that his upper and lower teeth were constantly knocking, and he made a rattling sound, "I, I, may be... not stable... After a while, I should, change back... maybe."
Shang Jiyu took a deep look at Xuan Wuzi, unexpectedly, instead of flicking him away, he extended his hand to Xiaoshen.
Xiao Shen took his hand and stood up.
Yu Yi half-kneeled on the spot, blinked, and seemed a little depressed amidst the mist of ink.
It stood up, dragged the sword forward, took two steps, and turned into a villain again. The small figure dragged the ink sword, looking more and more lonely and pitiful.
Xuan Wuzi excitedly said: "Look, look, it's changed back again! It's useful!"
After finishing speaking, Yu Yi, who was still in a low mood just now, ran over with a sword in his hands, jumped up and stabbed Xuan Wuzi's knee majesticly!
"Ah!" Xuan Wuzi screamed and ran away.
"This Xuanwu son is really unreliable." Xiaoshen murmured, but soon he turned his attention to Shang Jiyu, and hugged Shang Jiyu tightly.
Because he was too excited, he almost couldn't control his strength. When he heard Shang Jiyu cough, he quickly relaxed, and the dragon horn rubbed against Shang Jiyu's chest twice, "I miss you, did you hear what I said that day?" ?”
He couldn't wait to look at Shang Jiyu.
Shang Jiyu kissed his corner and smiled, "I heard that, it's because I'm too worried about gains and losses, and I'm thinking about it."
"You figured it out, that's great!" Xiaoshen pulled him, "Come on, I'll take you into the water!"
Shang Jiyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Don't worry, this is just a formality."
"Yes, it's all right, the water is there anyway." Xiao Shen said, "How about..."
Shang Jiyu untied his belt, sighed softly, "This is in Shulin, there are still people outside."
Xiao Shen: "..."
Xiaoshen was furious and turned him over, "You are shameless! You lied to me again!"
Shang Jiyu stood still, fastened his belt, and hummed: "It's not that I lied to you again, it's that you didn't separate us."
Xiaoshen lost his temper for a moment, alas, it was not separated, and it became more and more difficult to distinguish. Before, he could feel something strange, but now, if Shang Jiyu hadn't revealed his secret on purpose, he might really be fooled.
Shang Jiyu said quietly: "Have you ever thought that the one who was under the tree before was actually me..."
Xiao Shen: "!!!"
Xiao Shen went crazy, "Nonsense, who are you lying to?"
"I lied to you." Shang Jiyu stood closer again, "However, he always tells you to restrain yourself. Think about it, we are all the same. I won't let you restrain yourself..."
Xiao Shen: "..."
Shang Jiyu looked at him with a smile, his finger touched the dragon's horn at some point, he felt a tremor under his body, and said softly: "How is it?"
Xiaoshen twisted his head: "Not good."
Although the body gave the same response, he still firmly refused.
Soft and hard do not eat.
Shang Jiyu withdrew his smile, slowly bent his fingers, and clenched them tightly in his sleeves. He has never had such an idea, but if, he really becomes "he"...
…
Xuan Wuzi was chased out by Yu Yi, screaming and running away.
All the disciples along the way cast sympathetic looks, who hasn't been beaten by Mo Jing before.
Xuan Wuzi escaped from the immovable place and fled to the Ligou River, but Yu Yi still followed.
I saw a small boat ahead, carrying Xie Kurong, two deacons and a young boy whom I had never seen before, the suzerain usually does not know how to ride a boat, Xuan Wuzi didn't have time to think about it, he rushed forward and saluted, "Sovereign master !"
He turned his head and saw that Yu Yi not only continued to chase after him, but also suddenly grew bigger, holding the ink sword in his hand, and stabbed straight at him in an instant!
Even Xie Kurong's expression changed, and he shouted, "Yu Yi!"
Yu Yi's eyes were shining brightly, and his face was expressionless, with a murderous intent, as if he couldn't hear Xie Kurong's words.
Xuan Wuzi's face turned pale, he thought the sect was going to make a move, but the young man beside him did it first.
Just now he didn't take a closer look at it from a distance, but when he was in front of him, Xuan Wuzi could see clearly that this young man also had white hair, but unlike Yu Yi, his eyebrows, skin were also white, and his pupils were red. Wearing a long shirt with a white background, from the waist down, there are lines of dripping ink, but I can't make out what the words are.
The young man made a move, and the ink lettering shirt on his body swirled out, blocking Yu Yi's sword, and returned to him, unexpectedly - without any damage!
Yu Yi's sword intent was inherited from Patriarch Yu Zhao, and as a disciple of Yuling, he couldn't be more clear about how powerful this sword is. Even if you don't know, you should stop at Jinque Yuguan and look at the remains of the "Immortal Cutting Yuguan" back then, and you should know.
But this young man managed to block the sword intent with only one piece of clothes. Who the hell is he? !
Yu Yi withdrew the sword, Xie Kurong let out another yell, then it regained consciousness, looked blankly at his hand, then at Xie Kurong, and turned back into a little Mo Jing.
"Xuan Wuzi, what kind of spell did you use on it, why is it so insane?" Xie Kurong frowned.
Xuan Wuzi lowered his head guiltily, "Uh, I don't know why this happened...maybe it's a bit of confusion temporarily?"
Xie Kurong was speechless, but Yuling disciples created their own spells, and various things would inevitably happen. The teachers still focused on encouragement, "Okay, you have to be careful, this is my intention, if we weren't here today, Mr. If you come to the rescue, can you beg for all of you?"
"Yes, yes, I remember." Xuan Wuzi wiped off his sweat, and then said in doubt, "Thank you, Mr. Bai, do you know who Mr. Bai is?"
Xie Kurong smiled, "Remember, you all mistook Xiao Shen for Yuan Shigong? This is the real Yuan Shigong. He heard that Qinglong was born, and came here from the hidden world!"
Xuanwuzi exclaimed in a low voice, it was actually a white turtle!
After the appearance of the Dragon Clan, the missing White Turtle also came.
No wonder it can block Yu Yi's sword, the boy's outer shirt is probably the legendary turtle shell that carries the history of the dragon clan, no wonder it is so hard.
Bai Yuan's snow-white eyelashes flickered, his Taoist body looked only seventeen or eighteen years old, but his actual age was probably at least a few thousand, and he smiled and said: "In the next year of Bai Cang, I really came here for His Royal Highness Qinglong. "
Their family has been historians for generations, serving the Dragon Lord, and he is the only generation of white turtles who has not assisted the Dragon Lord, and he does not want to have the opportunity to meet the Dragon Clan.
"I just looked at the waters all the way... I took Mr. Bai to see His Highness Xiaoshen." Xie Kurong was a little embarrassed to say this, after all, they haven't found Lan Yuze back yet, and his little uncle is even more so. All the subordinates dedicated to Xiaoshen were released. It looks... unavoidably a bit shabby, as if the Yuling Sect had treated its creditor badly.
Bai Cangnian said: "The Yuling Shulin is famous all over the world, and I've always wanted to see it. And that just now...is Mo Jing, seeing once is better than hearing a hundred times."
Xie Kurong couldn't hide his pride. Bai Yuan is the official historian of the Dragon Clan. Even if Bai Cangnian didn't hold a real job and his family has a long history, he would be satisfied even if it was just a polite word.
The other deacons, including Xuan Wuzi, all smiled.
"Haha, that's right, this Mo Jing has never been like this, but he has been hit by a spell recently, it's a bit strange, please don't blame it." Xie Kurong said, "His Highness Xiaoshen is also in the book forest now, we can still see it when we go there to other Mojing."
As soon as he waved his hand, the boat moved again by itself, carrying them on their way.
Before he got there, he could see that Xiao Shen Shen was in the shape of a dragon, and was using his tail to slap Shang Jiyu, while Shang Jiyu was dodging left and right, with his disciples watching, very childish.
Xie Kurong took a look at Bai Cangnian who was still smiling slightly, and said dryly: "That's... our little uncle, who has a very good relationship with His Highness."
He wiped his face and shouted loudly: "His Royal Highness Xiaoshen—"
Xiao Shen turned around: "What are you doing?"
Shang Jiyu took the opportunity to touch his tail from behind again, Xiaoshen turned his head and gave Shang Jiyu a look.
Xie Kurong: "Haha, look who this is?"
Xiaoshen's eyes fell on the young man beside him. The dragon swung its body and swam over. The dragon's head lowered and stretched out in front of the young man. The dark green eyes stared at him for a long time, and swept over the clothes on his body. The ink characters on it are all dragon characters.
Xiaoshen slowly spit out two words: "White turtle?"
"I pay my respects to Your Highness." Bai Cangnian bowed his head in front of Qinglong, "I heard that His Highness appeared, such an important event, I must remember it."
It was also the first time he wrote a pen as a white turtle—since the dragon clan left, there was nothing worth writing for a white turtle.
"Oh..." Xiaoshen was still slow. When he turned into a dragon body, although the vertical pupils felt familiar, they were colder and more alienated than when he was in the Dao body. When he looked at others, he was even condescending and cruel. But that might just be the nature of dragons.
Bai Cangnian raised his head. When he looked at Qinglong, he was yearning for it. It's easy to understand, Baiyuan.
Shang Jiyu also came over, "Yuan Shigong?"
Bai Cangnian took a look at Shang Jiyu, and Xie Kurong introduced it just now, and he said politely: "The name of Shanhe Sword is like thunder."
Shang Jiyu was not polite either, and said, "Then Yuan Shigong, write it down in the history books for me—"
Bai Cangnian smiled faintly, "Although the Shanhe Sword is famous, it is not enough to leave a name in our family's annals, nor can Yuzhao Your Majesty."
Xuan Wuzi took a deep breath, as expected of Bai Yuan, what he said... is an understatement and merciless, probably except for the Dragon Clan, they really don't care about anyone.
The history of Baiyuan is said to be recorded for the Dragon Clan, but it is said that there are great changes in the world, so it will also be mentioned. Today, I heard that Patriarch Yu Zhao was not allowed to enter. If I want to enter the history of the Dragon Clan, I really don't know what to achieve.
Shang Jiyu also smiled, it didn't matter, he didn't care whether Bai Cangnian remembered how powerful he was, he had long been recorded in the annals of the dragon clan.
"If you don't remember it, our original historian also remembered it. However, it's not about the sword intent, it's about the deep love between me and His Highness."
Bai Cangnian laughed a little stiffly, his white eyelashes trembled slightly, his red eyes fixedly looked at Shang Jiyu, and then at Xiaoshen.
Yes, the cloud is natural. Xie Kurong coughed, and said, "Your Highness originally appointed a talented human being as the official historian, but since Yuan Shigong is here, does Your Highness want to change his official position?"
Xuanwuzi thought, tsk tsk, pitiful, he came to find Brother Xiaoshen after all the hardships, but Brother Xiaoshen didn't care about him at all, he already had another historian, how hurt seeing Bai Yuan's expression.
"Why? Naturally, the real person will be sad!" Xiao Shen said, "Isn't this pointing at him and saying that he is not as talented as Bai Yuan!"
Everyone: "..."
... But it's not as good as it is!
Bai Cangnian lowered his head, looking very sad. Although he may be several thousand years old, but looking at it this way, he is still just a young man, which makes people feel sympathetic.
He has been the only historian of the dragon clan for generations, and suddenly he has no place.
"However, Baiyuan has always been a historian of the Dragon Clan and is familiar with history." Xiaoshen was still not in a daze, and said to himself, "I can set up two historians on the left and right to record in different classes."
Only then did Bai Cangnian forcefully reveal a smile.
The others felt even more sympathetic when they saw this smile. When you know what Yun Ziran's level is, I don't know if you will still be able to smile.
Xiaoshen assigned it enthusiastically: "I think, this Zuo Historian is a real person, and he is responsible for recording the important and important events of this king's brilliance and martial arts. What about Bai Yuan—"
Bai Cangnian understood: "The Zuo Shi remembers, but the Right Shi records are lost. Your Highness is wise and does not hide his flaws."
One remembers what His Highness has done well, and the other remembers what His Highness has not done well. It is really rare for His Highness not to shy away from this, and to take the initiative to ask the historian to write directly. Both are worth a book.
Xiaoshen gave him a strange look: "Shut up. It's a record of events and a record of words. Of course, you are in charge of memorizing Wang's brilliant poems and famous sayings."
Bai Cangnian: "???"
Everyone: "..."
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Shang Jiyu: To leave a name with a sword? It doesn't matter, she has already left her name in Longshi as a favorite concubine