"Baptism?"

This huge surprise really smashed his head, smashing Cheng Zhaoxi into a daze, a bit of an illusory feeling of being in a fairyland.

The ritual of marrow washing requires specific materials and rituals, even environments. Basically, people who know the history of Xiancheng know the inevitable experience of the two families of Xiancheng Cheng Wang, but they don't know anything about the specific situation, only that only Xiancheng has this condition at present.

Cheng Zhaoxi has known the rite of marrow washing since he was a child, and even knows the specific materials and rituals of the marrow washing ceremony, and even the specific environment. She also thought that after leaving the fairy city, the gift of washing the marrow would be put on hold. Uncle Zu never mentioned these things to her on weekdays. Although there is no ritual of washing the marrow, it will not really delay the process of cultivation, but I don't know if it is because the descendants of Wang Cheng and the two clans are restricted by heaven and earth, and after the Mahayana disciples who have not gone through the ritual of washing the marrow, most of them will always have their bodies inexplicably disintegrate and fall, with occasional exceptions, but they are also greatly injured.

But—

"Could it be that there is a marrow washing pool similar to the fairy city here?" Cheng Zhaoxi's face was full of disbelief, lying on the edge of the narrow boat, it was hard to imagine that there was actually a thunderous and lightning creation pool in such a calm mirror lake.

"Well, so, Ah Xi, you don't need to go back to Immortal City to wash the marrow. Cheng Xuanzun was smiling all day today, and he was in a very good mood to command the magic weapon to enter the Mirror Lake Enchantment.

I only felt that as soon as I passed through the clouds, the mirror lake was no longer the jewel and silver mirror seen above. The surface of the lake is divided into Taiji Eryi, Yin and Yang, all things are created, and infinity is infinite......

In an instant, Cheng Zhaoxi felt that she was under the rough purple thunder in the sky, the sky and the earth were misty, there was only the thunder that was constantly splitting, and the Tao was all undetectable, one of them slashed towards her, the white light was annihilated, the sky and the earth were black, and the strange thing was that she could still feel her existence, so she wandered in this endless and comfortable black, wanting to fall asleep.

Suddenly, a figure walked slowly from the darkness, the golden light emitted by his body was too dazzling, hiding his appearance in the golden light, the yin and yang poles kept rotating in the person's body, he leaned over from a piece of golden light, and picked up a person from her, it was Xiang Cong, he closed his eyes, with a hint of a smile on his soft and pink little face, and he was sleeping deeply.

Then he turned to her again, and she saw a beautiful, slender, slender, and well-jointed hand covering her, and likewise scooped her up, and fell into a dark sweet ......

......

"Brother Si...... The last time!" Cheng Zhaoxi woke up slowly, but heard Cheng Xuanzun's voice with helplessness, coming in from outside, as if he was talking to someone.

Another deep, mellow male voice continued, "Wait! This step is wrong, wait for me to think about it." ”

After a while, he said again: "No, I don't want to play here, let me think about it again......" Then Cheng Xuanzun's voice came, this time slightly raised: "Brother Si, I can't regret chess anymore." ”

The voice continued, "Yes, yes, what is your expression, as far as it goes?"

Cheng Zhaoxi sat up from the cloud bed and looked at it curiously, this is a strange room, the furnishings of the room are elegant and simple, there are not too many objects, a few pieces of furniture are engraved with strange and simple red tape, the light is projected from the window, the light and dust are intertwined, shining on those red tape, making the whole room reveal a sense of timelessness.

Only then did Cheng Zhaoxi find that Xiang Cong was lying not far from the side, a small one, falling into the soft cloud heart, just blocking it, almost unable to see it.

It was the first time for Cheng Zhaoxi to see Xiang Cong sleeping so quietly, his long and curled eyelashes formed two graceful arc fans under his eyelids, trembling gently, and there were still faint bruises on the baby's fat little face in a few places, which did not affect his handsome and cuteness. The more Cheng Zhaoxi looked at it, the more he felt that the sleeping Xiang Cong showed the childishness of a child, and wanted to pinch his tender cheeks.

It's just that she died before her plan was implemented, Xiang Cong had slowly opened his black and pure eyes, and woke up, he lost his mind for a moment, turned his eyes, but saw Cheng Zhaoxi smiling at him, with a faint sense of emptiness.

He didn't expect that she wanted to pinch his white and lovely face, and quickly ignored the past.

Outside, the sound of Cheng Xuanzun struggling with another person became frequent, and one said: "If you don't play, you won't be able to finish playing chess for a thousand years." ”

The other pleaded in a mellow voice: "Cheng Yang, just this once!" ”

Cheng Xuanzun's sneering voice was heard immediately, but the chess still followed.

"Sister, how did we sleep. "I was obviously on the mirror lake before, and after seeing the yin and yang, I woke up and turned out to be here.

"I don't know, let's go out. The two listened to Cheng Xuanzun's cold threat, but immediately compromised without dignity, put on their shoes and went out.

Open the door to a corridor, the corridor extends outward is a long verandah, under the verandah is actually a murmuring water, clear and icy, towards the lake. There was another room next door with an open door. Cheng Xuanzun was playing chess against a monk who was wearing a black and white robe, with a plump and handsome appearance, and who looked to be only twenty-five or sixteen years old.

Judging from the topic of the dispute between the two, the man was a stinky chess basket.

Cheng Zhaoxi pulled Xiang Cong here, and Cheng Xuanzun immediately took the opportunity to say to the monk: "Ah Xi, they are awake, and they will not go down." ”

The monk still wanted to ask, "Just one last time." But Cheng Yang had already waved his hand and beckoned cordially to the two people who came over, and the monk had to put away the chess pieces unwillingly.

"Ah Xi, Cong'er, I have come to see your Wang Sibozu. Cheng Xuanzun finally got rid of the entanglement of the stinky chess basket, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, this person's chess skills have been the same for thousands of years, and he has not made any progress, and he will only agree to play chess if he is crazy.

Cheng Zhaoxi and Xiang Cong stepped forward to salute as they said.

Wang Sijun showed a loving smile on his face that did not match his appearance, his slender hand reached into the Qiankun bag, took out two things, and handed them to the two of them respectively: "Don't be polite, you have time to come over and have fun, and the two places are not very far apart." ”

Cheng Zhaoxi and the two thanked them and took it, and they said yes.

Xiang Cong's hand was a piece of amber chrysoprase, and without Wang Si's explanation, Xiang Cong could feel the rich aura in his hand.

Cheng Zhaoxi is holding a pen made of unknown materials, warm and warm in the hand, the pen barrel is slightly heavy, the tube body is engraved with beautiful and smooth symbols, and the hairs on the pen head are soft and muddy, which is a rare water blue color. There is a simple and delicate golden hollow bell carved with eight small dragons on the crown of the pen, there is no bell pill in the bell, but two entangled dragon souls floating in it, the bell has been started, there is a faint halo wrapped Cheng Zhaoxi, a warm aura from the bell throughout, along the place of contact, into Cheng Zhaoxi's spiritual vein, containing her spiritual vein.

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that this bell is a rare ancient artifact.

Cheng Xuanzun's face was shocked, and he looked at Wang Si in surprise, but saw that he was nothing, and he didn't plan to say anything at all, "Brother Si, this is not-"

"Kunyun. Wang Si's expression was relaxed, as if he was talking about an ordinary object.

Cheng Xuanzun's face was not calm: "You are fooling around!"

Wang Si said with a smile: "This is not my nonsense, it is Kunyun's choice." When I saw Cheng Xuanzun, I was still going to speak: "Okay, okay, it's not for you, what are you not calm, almost you are even less calm, that coffin almost collapsed and was scary." Don't worry, out of here, Kunyun himself will be sealed, and he will be completely unsealed when Ah Xi is driven by enough ability, and he can still protect Ah Xi at a critical moment,"

"As for this kid," Wang Si's slender hand was placed on the top of Xiang Cong's head, and Xiang Cong felt a mighty aura of empowerment, flowing down his limbs and bones, moisturizing the wounds on his body: "The innate sword embryo is to be tempered before it becomes a weapon, and it is not beautiful if there are too many blessings from external objects." ”

After speaking, he stood up, his head was long and slender, and the black and white color of his clothes suddenly became smart, and Cheng Zhaoxi saw that it was actually an active Liangyi.

He took the lead in walking out: "Didn't you say that you want to wash the marrow, grinding, hurry up and finish washing up and play a few more games of chess......"

Cheng Xuanzun originally heard him say something serious, and he was a little solemn when he mentioned it, but when he heard the back, he suddenly vented his anger, and he couldn't lift his spirits.

"Don't come back yet, Cheng Yang, don't you want to play chess with me!"

Isn't that obvious?

Cheng Xuanzun walked out and asked Cheng Zhaoxi and Xiang Cong to follow.