Chapter 24: The Beginning

The Divine Monarch pacing in the Ziweiyuan Hall couldn't let go of his heart after all. He has actually been here for a while, and he has been hiding beside him, because when he was discovered by Chang Xi, he was still a little caught off guard, and the goddess who was still square over there had already hugged his hem regardless of cough, cough, thighs.

"Don't let go yet. Chonghua's face was a little dark, and he also felt that his face was too big, especially the movement of the pig on the ground who turned around, which made him a little more complicated.

Chang Xi can't manage so much, she is not Ren Xi, the master she worships is the god of war, so she needs to go to the battlefield often, Chang Xi's wish in life is to be lazy and lazy, and it is best to fall asleep and soar. Since it is not a diamond, this porcelain work naturally does not need to be held by her, the senior brother said, the sky is falling and they are tall people on top.

There is a backer now, if she doesn't rely on her to go out, she won't be Chang Xi.

But this time, Chang Xi was very obedient, retreated into the formation he had set up, and took out the sunflower seeds hidden on his body, and snorted them without a match. When Kang felt that he couldn't stand it anymore, "You're so embarrassed that you don't even want to help." ”

Chang Xi raised his eyebrows and pointed to the wound on his left shoulder, "I can't beat it again, can I go up and help?" She spit out the sunflower seed shell, and said quietly: "You who have no backing don't know how to be invincible with backers." "The meaning of cunning is self-evident.

"It's so thick-skinned. When Kang snatched Chang Xi's sunflower seeds, he looked at Chonghua, who had never acted in mid-air, with a melancholy expression, "In the past, Ah Luo also relied on a cold face for everything. ”

"......" Chang Xi always felt that there was something obscure during the period, she had known Chonghua for so long, and she really hadn't heard him mention the Annihilation God, "Your Ah Luo, why was you sent in to think about it, is it because Sang Ze is a god?"

Before Kang could speak, a huge immortal aura, mixed with the meaning of thunder, faintly came with overwhelming coercion, and the Divine Monarch hanging in the air had already beaten the Chaos Beast into the Demon Suppression Tower, and his eyes were a little dark, so that the words that Dang Kang wanted to say were suffocated back into his stomach.

It knew that Chonghua was warning it, warning it not to talk too much, and it turned around and hid in Chang Xi's sleeve. From the scene just now, Dang Kang already knew the importance of Chang Xi's existence. Although it doesn't agree with Chang Xi very much, Chang Xi is right, it is indeed better to have a backer than not to have a backer, for example, the current Chang Xi is its backer.

"Chonghua, Chonghua, I know it's wrong. With a wave of her hand, she withdrew the formation, and followed behind Chonghua, only to pounce and admit her mistake.

"What's wrong with you, it's me wrong. Chonghua stood with his hands in his hands, and the wind of sitting on the mountain was angry, after a few days, he still had the mentality of not raising Chang Xi and not teaching him, but he had eased up a lot, "We never think about the front and back, we are too used to you." ”

He saw the wound on Chang Xi's shoulder again, his eyes were dark, and he didn't know what to think, but it made Chang Xi feel guilty for a moment, and it was clear that it was his body that was hurt.

She waved her hand again and again, admitting her mistake and being very sincere, "No, no, no, it's all my fault, I shouldn't go my own way, I shouldn't listen to you, I will be obedient in the future, don't cause trouble, don't trouble you, you just let me out." ”

Chonghua sighed, finally knowing why she was so sincere in admitting her mistakes, and the last sentence was the point. "This time I went out of the Forgotten Mountain, and I don't know what will happen next time. He stroked Chang Xi's wound, the golden light flashed, and only blood was left on his shoulder, and the wound was no longer visible.

Chang Xi was already beating a drum in her heart, and Chonghua's appearance of not believing her made her really sad.

"Put Dangkang down, let's go out. Chonghua has made up his mind, his own children, the plan is not good to teach himself, Yujingshan is too spoiled, for the sake of today's plan, he has to think about it, where to put the young to grow up.

There was a commotion in the sleeves, and when Kang hid even more inside, Chang Xi pursed his lips, probably feeling that the overall situation was important, and Chonghua was willing to expose her affairs, so she naturally gave a lot of face, "This stupid pig, I saw that it was not pleasing to the eye, so I threw it away immediately." ”

When Kang Qi gritted his teeth and was thrown to the ground, his head was dizzy, and he didn't know what to do when it was dark.

Chang Xi glanced back at Zagooshan, and always felt that there were many stories here, but she didn't know it yet. When she followed Chonghua through the thundercloud tribulation, her careful thinking was already ready to move.

She has been learning art for tens of thousands of years, and her spells have not improved much, but the small spells of the side door have been learned very well, for example, she once changed Si Mingbo in front of Chonghua and Si Ming Shenjun.

Ziweiyuan Chang Huan Pavilion

Since Ziweiyuan ignored the affairs of heaven and earth, the Nine Heavens have been pilgrim to the Three Realms, and the Nine Heavens have been honored by the Four Seas and Eight Desolations. It is said that there are so many books in the Nine Heavens that there is no end in sight, but Chang Xi knows that it is because the immortal monarchs who ascended to immortal later have never had the opportunity to come to the Changhuan Pavilion.

The emperor of Pingsheng was in charge of heaven and earth, and Chang Huan Pavilion was once laughed at as the place where the Emperor of Heaven collected books. Many of the obscure and unknown events of the Nine Heavens may have found some clues in the Chang Huan Pavilion. The little immortal monarch who cleans the pavilion on weekdays is a lord who has just risen up, and Chang Xi is very familiar with him.

"Shendu, I want to see the book of the fallen gods. Chang Xi went directly through the access control of Chang Huan Pavilion, and when she looked at it, she was dazzled, in the past, she was wherever she went, but today she has a purpose. She didn't know very well the order of the collection of books in the Chang Huan Pavilion, but Shen Du was different.

He is the servant of the Chang Huan Pavilion, and his daily affairs are to manage the Chang Huan Pavilion. Shen Du returned the courtesy, "If Yuan Jun wants to see it, don't let the king know." ”

Chang Xi nodded, and carefully looked at the courteous Shen Du, this is what she has to do every time she comes. Speaking of Ziweiyuan, it is a little big, but it is not as many Immortal Monarchs as the Nine Heavens. may be on Ziweiyuan, even if it is an immortal monarch in charge of books in Changhuan Pavilion, it is also a monarch, second only to the existence of the gods, and he is willing to take care of books day after day.

Shen Du led Chang Xi around the tall bookshelf in front of him and turned into a very remote place, where there was a quaint door, and there was a boy guarding the door in front of the door.

Chang Xi knew for the first time that Chang Huan Pavilion still had an inner door, she had never been to such a remote corner in the past, and two words fell on the plaque on the door: trace the source.

The little boy didn't know Chang Xi, but he knew Shen Du, and a smile appeared on his face, "Shen Du is the king, but you want to trace the source?"

Shen Du nodded and touched the little boy's head, "There is Lao Tianyi." ”

Chang Xi hadn't understood yet, seeing that the little boy's body had changed, and he had become a key, her eyes were a little rare, "His original body is a lock that traces the source?"

"Tianyi is the lock for traceability, and Ziweiyuan knows it. The implication is that only Chang Xi doesn't know.

"Please be cautious about this. The door to trace the source opened, Chang Xi entered, and then retreated, bowing to Shen Duxing, smiling skillfully.

Shen Du's face turned red, the hands around his waist were suddenly clenched, and the girl in front of him spoke sincerely, no matter how she looked at it, it was very pleasant, but whenever he thought of this, his face became more and more solemn.

Chang Xi saw that his expression was alienated and cold, but for a short moment, he didn't speak and walked inside.

In the tracing back of the Chang Huan Pavilion, the deeds of the ancient gods are recorded, and there are many wild histories and official histories how to record, and there are sayings here.

Chang Xi waved his sleeves, a black light flashed on the ground, and a pig appeared on the ground. "Find out for yourself. ”

The pig on the ground was naturally Dangkang brought out by the Mountain, and Chang Xi hid it in his magic weapon. When Kang ran on his short legs, until he stopped under the bookshelf where the record was lost, Chang Xi heard the sound of the pages turning in his ears, and he stopped paying attention.

The sign in front of her was the Emperor of Life. On the huge bookshelf, there are a large stack of books, which record the merits and demerits of the life of Emperor Ziweiyuan, and there are still many blanks during the period, which are obviously not finished. Chang Xi thought in his heart, after all, this god is still hiding in Ziweiyuan, and many future events have naturally not been recorded.

Chang Xi thought about it, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth on his face was a little abnormal. In the past, it was said that the emperor of Ziweiyuan had been hiding from the world for more than 100,000 years, but now that I think about it, this god has not escaped from the world, and he lives very freely. Chang Xi is envious of Chonghua, he has all the capital of freedom, the legendary emperor of his life, but he is much more powerful than Emperor Gou Chen of Si Zhan.

What is recorded on this page is not the great achievements of being the co-master of heaven and earth.

It was already very silent in the traceability, and only the sound of flipping books could be heard, so other sounds were particularly loud. Chang Xi put down the book and saw that Dang Kang was crying very miserably, and he was crying loudly, but a pig was crying like this, but Chang Xi felt very happy. She can probably guess that when Kang should have seen the end of the oblivion of God, he slept for more than 100,000 years, and woke up to be human, although she didn't have such an experience, but she could understand this feeling.

"Chang Xi, I will never see Ah Luo again in the future. The four little fat legs were directly pounced on Chang Xi, and tears and snot were wiped on Chang Xi's body, "Ah Luo, don't be Kang." ”

You did it on purpose. Chang Xi slandered in his heart, and his face was very disgusted, "Don't be sad, I will treat you well in the future." ”

When Kang heard this, he cried even more sadly. A Luo in its memory also said so, at that time it was still a little pig that everyone in the world shouted and beaten, and it was A Luo who washed away its grievances, and when Kang was not a demon, he was a beast in the world, reporting a good year.

There is still her smiling in her ears, and she looks back at her for a hundred years. "Cold-faced God, why don't you save Aluo, I hate him. ”

Chang Xi didn't know how to answer, the god of oblivion fell, Ziweiyuan escaped the world, and even the source was never recorded, just like Gengchen in the Changhuan Pavilion was the emperor of the Eastern Wilderness, and Biluo was an ancient demon, if she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn't have known that these two gods and demons were just one person.

History books, whether it is in the world or theirs, what can be recorded is what they can know, and as for those who can't know, it will disappear with time, and who can still say a word about the original intention.