Xiao Zi admired Emperor Qianxie's almost sluggish expression.
In the entire corridor, the air seemed to be condensed.
After a long time, Di Qianxie finally had a cold face and said:
"The best I can promise you, I won't call you'cutter' in the future."
Xiao Zi shook his head. He didn't get angry when he heard the word miscellaneous. On the contrary, he joked even more: "Not enough."
Emperor Qianxie endured and endured, and finally endured the urge to lift the table and start:
"Then I can add another one, and I won't call you'perverted' in the future."
Xiao Zi held her cheeks, smiling but not smiling:
"The word pervert, if you don't call it, others call it yourself, it's useless."
Di Qianxie finally couldn't hold it back, and smashed the table with a palm!
"It's impossible to make this leader call you a brother!"
The bamboo table was broken.
Xiao Zi's eyes condensed, and at the moment of his death, he rescued the unturned wine jar and hugged it in his arms:
"Di Qianxie, this altar of wine was personally planted when you were six years old. It has been twenty years, are you willing to throw it?"
When Di Qianxie heard this, his face became even more ugly.
He couldn't help but think of the past that had been rooted in his memory for many years and he didn't want to mention it again.
That was the greatest shame in his life!
then.
Xiao Zi was once hidden by the merchants of the Qing Dynasty and lived on the back mountain near the emperor's house for a period of time.
The most dangerous place is the safest place-Gong Qingshang is good at calculating people's hearts.
Not to mention, Gong Qingshang was very good at concealing it. No one knew that she had given birth to a son for Xiao Moyu. Even afterwards, the soul-freezing technique had been resolved, and Gong Qingshang kept Xiao Zi in Lidi’s house No one knows the identity of this child near the back mountain.
There are a few families of mountain people living in the back mountain, the woods are dense, and the birds cross the stream. Emperor Qianxie often goes there to practice spiritism.
Therefore, he met Xiao Zi.
At that time, Xiao Zi lived with an unremarkable couple of mountain people.
Emperor Qianxie took it for granted that Xiao Zi was the son of the pair of mountain people.
Affected by the Art of Frozen Soul, his age seems to be about the same age as Emperor Qianxie, but his behavior is much deeper than Emperor Qianxie.
For about a month, Emperor Qianxie was mingling with Xiao Zi, and even regarded him as a friend.
At the end of this period, it was Xiao Zi who told Emperor Qianxie that his birthday was approaching.
So that day, Emperor Qianxie hugged a jar of wine like a baby, and went to find Xiao Zi.
The wine was made by Emperor Qianxie himself in accordance with the ancient law. When he was young, he rarely had this kind of interest.
The name of the wine is the fifteenth change.
This means that this wine cannot be drunk directly when it is first brewed. It must be buried for at least fifteen years before entering the throat. It is the holy product.
"After fifteen years, won't it be bad?" At that time, Xiao Zi's attitude was always faint, and he was skeptical of Di Qianxie's brewing skills.
"Of course it won't be bad, it will be more fragrant." Di Qianxie was confident.
"Really?"
"Really!"
Therefore, Emperor Qianxie buried the wine under the tree in the back mountain and said to Xiao Zi:
"If you don't believe me, just wait for fifteen years. When you celebrate your birthday, you will taste it again. It is absolutely the best. By then you will know how valuable the birthday gift I gave you is!
Xiao Zi is noncommittal.
Emperor Qianxie dug a hole to bury the wine, Xiao Zi just watched it lazily, and didn't help.
At that time they-
One is the proud son of the spring breeze.
One is a teenager who abandoned the wilderness.
It didn't take long.
The truth emerged.
Gong Qingshang took Xiao Zi and left. She abandoned everything in the emperor's family, including Emperor Qianxie.
At that time, Di Qianxie realized how stupid he had done—
Xiao Zi knew who he was from the beginning to the end, but he never revealed it!
He is in Xiao Ziyan
Here, maybe a fool
The time is now.
Di Qianxie only remembered his dislike for Xiao Zi.
Fifteen years have passed.
If it hadn't been for Xiao Zi to mention it, Emperor Qianxie would have forgotten the old matter of burying wine.
"Really don't drink?" Xiao Zi hugged the wine jar, with a hint of regret in her tone: "I will hurt if I drink wine now, so I haven't tasted it yet. If you don't even drink it, it will be a pity that this jar will be more than fifteen years old. Up."
After speaking, Xiao Zi smiled again: "Mingshan, let's move a new bamboo table."
"Yes."
Ming Shan responded, tidied up tremblingly, praying in his heart that the two of them would never fight, and weakly changed to a new table.
Seeing that Emperor Qianxie was so persistent, Xiao Zi no longer forced him to speak, but went straight to the topic:
"The first question is about the Lord of the Holy Gate. You should have speculated, but have not been able to confirm it, or you dare not confirm it? Then I tell you today-the Lord of the Holy Gate is you and my mother, Gong Qingshang."
When Di Qianxie heard this, there was no shocked expression on his face. Obviously, he had expected it.
So the innocent grandfather was actually harmed by... Gong Qingshang.
After a long while, Di Qianxie finally let out a cold snort and said:
"That's your mother, not mine."
He didn't recognize her long ago.
Xiao Zi put the wine back on the table and let out a long sigh of relief:
"She doesn't trust anyone, including me—so, I found out a lot of everything about her secretly."
"What is the key to the resurrection of the soul?" Di Qianxie asked.
Xiao Zi's eyes sank slightly: "God's heart, stone body, plus two formations and a container."
"If you are not in the holy gate, how would you know this information?"
Xiao Zi raised his eyes and said calmly: "Have you forgotten? I just killed a few confidants of the Holy Sect a few days ago."
It was Leng Xuan, and those killers who specialized in killing pharmacists.
They were all cultivated by Gong Qing Shang himself.
The killers of the Sacred Sect had always been strong in evil thoughts, and would rather die than say a word, but Leng Xuan... For Xiao Zi, it is not difficult to pry her mouth open.
Di Qianxie thought of this level and secretly speculated:
The heart of God already knows what it is, and Bai Ruochen is currently trying to purify it.
The body of stone... should refer to the soul-inviting fragments. For these years, the holy gate has been searching for the soul-inviting fragments, and it should be almost found.
leftover…
Two formations, one container
"How? Did you think of something?" Xiao Zi asked.
Emperor Qianxie did not answer, but said: "You continue to say."
Xiao Zi smiled faintly, staring at the flying birds in the sky:
"Two formations, I guess, one of them should be the Immortal Formation of Yelun Kingdom."
Di Qianxie's eyes suddenly tightened: "What did you say?"
"Ascending to the immortal formation, it seems to be for the purpose of renewing my life, only because Di Ming destroyed it, so my lifespan lasted for only one year, but have you ever thought about it-if Di Ming did not make a move, the lifespan of one hundred thousand creatures? , It's all superimposed on me, what will happen?"
"Naturally... Give you success in renewing your life."
"The lifespan of a hundred thousand lives, if it really succeeds, how many years will it be?"
Emperor Qianxie was slightly stunned.
Turns out... This is the key!
Even if only one year of life is taken from everyone, then one hundred thousand living beings... is one hundred thousand years of life!
What's more, in the Celestial Climbing Formation, from the elderly to the children, plus all kinds of soul beasts and birds, their remaining life expectancy, calculated on average, is definitely more than that!
This has to be... Hundreds of thousands, even millions of years of lifespan, all gathered in one person, can that person bear it
Can withstand these lifespans
Yes, I am afraid there is only a god who lives the same life as the heaven and the earth!
God
Take the soul
Xiao Zi smiled lightly:
"Understood? Actually from the beginning, she didn't try to save me, but used me as a pretense to lie to you."
… Also lied to him.
"I guess she is using my body as a container to gather all the lifespan in my body first, although I will inevitably reject those overflowing lifespans! But—"
Xiao Zi said, showing a wry smile in front of Emperor Qianxie for the first time:
"As long as I don't die so quickly, she can pass my birthday to the two people she wants to resurrect."
In the Dengxian Formation, it is too difficult to control so many lifespans and to distribute them appropriately.
But it's much simpler to gather all of them in one person, and then ask for manipulation.
This is the meaning of the container.
"Two people?" In addition to the soul, there are others...
Xiao Zi slowly said, "One is the soul, and the other is Xiao Moyu."
Di Qianxie lowered his face and said, "Why use you? Aren't you her son?"
Xiao Zi's body was riddled with holes, and he could die at any time if he contained such a huge lifespan. Even if Gong Qingshang had to do this, why not change another person
"Son? Oh, aren't you also her son?" Xiao Zi sneered: "What's more, in terms of my situation at the time, it was definitely mortal. Ascending to the immortal formation, indeed, continued my life."
Emperor Qianxie stopped talking.
Xiao Zi propped her head, her spirit seemed to be a little weak:
"But none of this is critical. The most critical reason is the bloodline. The risk of lifespan passing between blood relatives should be much smaller-she wants to resurrect Xiao Moyu, and my bloodline is the closest to Xiao Moyu."
Gong Qingshang doesn't love anyone in this world, she doesn't even love herself, let alone her two sons, but she loves a man named Xiao Moyu almost like a madman.
At this point, Xiao Zi suddenly returned to the original topic:
"Really don't consider calling me brother?"
Emperor Qianxie still did not speak.
Xiao Zi filled himself with wine-it was the fifteenth menopause of the altar.
Di Qianxie frowned: "Don't you hurt if you drink alcohol? Drink it?"
Xiao Zi didn't listen to him, and drank the wine directly before slowly putting the cup down:
"I'll tell you one more thing."
Emperor Qianxie asked: "What's the matter?"
Xiao Zi said: "That year, I didn't lie to you. The day you buried the wine was indeed my birthday."
Emperor Qianxie was taken aback.
Xiao Zi played with the wine cup in his hand: "Do you remember what month it was?" After a pause, seeing Emperor Qianxie didn't answer, he obviously forgot, so he smiled and reminded: "With today's day same."
What did Emperor Qianxie realize: "..."
"Even Xiao Wu Xie doesn't know this day."
Xiao Zi said, filling the Emperor Qianxie with wine. It was obviously a joke, but he said it very seriously:
"So, I want to do a deal with you is also a guise, in fact, I'm here to invite you to drink."
"Why?" Di Qianxie's mood suddenly became very complicated.
"Want to hear the truth?"
Emperor Qianxie's face turned black: "Whatever!"
Xiao Zi smiled: "The lie is-I've been fighting with you for too many years, and I'm suddenly tired, I want to make peace, and I will recognize a younger brother by the way."
Emperor Qianxie: "..."
Xiao Zi put aside his smile and said solemnly: "The truth is-I'm always afraid that this wine will really get rotten if it is hidden again!"
Di Qianxie twitched his mouth: "Are you sure you didn't say the opposite of your truth and lies?"
Xiao Zi curled her lips lazily:
"If you don't say the opposite, you can understand it."
Even if it's asking for peace, can't he take care of his last face
(End of this chapter)