"Where is the body of my ninth junior brother now?" asked Jun Xin in the sea of knowledge.

Cheng Zhaozhao knew that there were some memories of Jun Xin in the sea, and there were memories of Zhihe Jianjun.

Zhihe Jianjun is the ninth disciple of Tianchen Lingjun, only after Jun Xin, because the two of them are the same age, and they often practiced swords together when they were young.

However, Jun Xin has a gentle temperament and likes to be quiet. But Zhihe Jianjun is a hot-blooded teenager who likes to chase excitement and new things.

Many times, Zhihe Jianjun felt that it was too boring to stay with Junxin, and often secretly left the Divine Sword Pavilion and went out to practice with other disciples in the sect.

Over time, the time between the sisters and brothers gradually decreased.

Jun Xin didn't care about this at all, in those years, only sword training was the most important thing in her life.

But the boy who had left some colors in her memory also fell, and Jun Xin still felt a little sad.

Feeling the sadness from the depths of the sea of knowledge, Cheng Zhaozhao asked, "Dad, where is the body of Zhihe Jianjun now?"

If it were someone else, Cheng Zheng would definitely not tell him.

As for Cheng Zhaozhao, Cheng Zheng didn't want to hide it: "He is in the snowy region of the North Abyss, and only in such an extremely cold place can the body be sealed for thousands of years without decay." ”

Ben Jun should have thought that if he didn't practice the ice exercises, he would have to adapt to local conditions. And in the entire Tianchu, only the Beiyuan Snow Region is the first choice. Jun Xin sighed slightly.

'Do you want to go to the Snowy Land to retrieve the body of Zhihe Sword Monarch?' Cheng Zhaozhao asked.

Jun Xin said, 'No, even if you find his body now, it won't help......

"Zhao'er, what are you thinking?"

A pair of big hands shook slightly in front of him, and Cheng Zhaozhao came back to his senses: "Dad, when did you start letting Qi Chi refine the pill?

Cheng Zheng turned his head and looked at a silver fox that suddenly shuttled across the grassland.

"At the time of the man's resurrection as Father. ”

"Who?"

Cheng Zhaozhao was a little nervous, for some reason, she always felt that this person was very important.

At this time, Cheng Zheng turned his head sideways, stretched out his hand and patted Cheng Zhaozhao's slightly cool hand on his knee.

"You'll know these things sooner or later, so it's better to tell you now. ”

"Dad, you say. ”

At that time, he died for his father, but the original god appeared in front of a primordial senior. It was the senior who told his father that it was not impossible to save Zhihe Jianjun, as long as he refined the Yang Returning Pill according to this Dan recipe, he could bring Zhihe Jianjun back to life.

However, his condition was for his father to go to the vicinity of the Cangwu Mountains in the south and adopt a young daughter. The young girl should be taken out of the south and raised until she was eight years old. ”

Cheng Zhaozhao was slightly stunned: "This young girl is me?"

Cheng Zheng nodded affirmatively.

Cheng Zhaozhao's hands tightened, but he didn't expect that he would be involved in himself as he spoke.

"Who is that Yuanying senior?" Cheng Zhaozhao couldn't help but get nervous, and he could hear his heart beating wildly because of excitement.

This Yuanying senior may be her relative, at least the key to her knowing her life experience.

No, Cheng Zheng shook his head: "He didn't tell me my identity, he just asked me to do what he said." And also told me Qi Chi's whereabouts, so that after I completed what he explained, I could come to find Qi Chi Alchemy. ”

The hope in Cheng Zhaozhao's eyes was annihilated again, it would be false to say that he was not disappointed, in the final analysis, a person always wants to know where he came from.

Seeing that Cheng Zhaozhao couldn't hide his disappointment, Cheng Zheng took out half a bronze order from his arms.

"It was the only thing he left behind, didn't tell me what it was, just told me to keep it well. ”

As soon as Jun Xin saw this, he suddenly appeared and looked at this bronze order in a daze.

Cheng Zhaozhao immediately took the bronze order, got up, and handed the object to Jun Xin's eyes.

'Senior, do you recognize this?'

Jun Xin looked excited, and touched this bronze order with trembling hands, but he couldn't really touch it because it was just a remnant soul.

After half a sound, Jun Xin's expression recovered, and he said, "This is the order of the head of the half of the cangjian!"

As soon as these words came out, Cheng Zhaozhao was like thunder.

Cangjian Commander Order!

Could it be that the Yuanying senior is the head of the Cangjian Sect, Jun Linyue?

Cheng Zheng saw Cheng Zhaozhao's abnormal expression, and hurriedly got up: "Zhao'er, what's wrong?"

Cheng Zhaozhao came back to his senses and slowly handed back the bronze order: "No, it's okay." ”

Her obviously something-related expression naturally couldn't hide it, but Cheng Zheng didn't force her to speak, but said, "Zhao'er, if you want to know any news about this Yuanying senior, you may want to go to the Suiyang faction." ”

Cheng Zhaozhao was puzzled: "Why is this?"

At the beginning, when this Yuanying predecessor left, his father also saw a person walking with him. The clothes on that person's body were those of the inner disciples of the Suiyang Sect.

As my father guessed, this Yuanying senior was a high-ranking member of the Suiyang faction. ”

"Suiyang Sect high-level?" Cheng Zhaozhao muttered.

Cheng Zheng continued: "This is just my father's speculation, he entrusted you to me back then, and told my father that he must keep you away from the south. I think the South is dangerous for you. In this way, he should be a monk in the southern realm, perhaps because he has offended a force in the southern realm, and it is an unpredictable situation of life and death......"

Cheng Zhaozhao could understand what Cheng Zheng meant, that Yuanying senior must have encountered some trouble, and it was a matter of life and death, so he did not hesitate to entrust Cheng Zhaozhao to an outsider to take care of him.

When Cheng Zhaozhao heard this, his thoughts became chaotic.

If it is a high-ranking monk of the Suiyang Sect, then why is there a head order of the Cangjian Sect?

If he was the head of the Cangjian Sect, then where did he go after that, and who was the inner disciple of the Suiyang Sect beside him?

As for why the head of the Cangjian Sect avoided the southern border, this is another insoluble mystery.

"Dad, do you remember what that infant monk looked like?"

If there is a portrait, at least you can judge whether this person is the head of the Cangjian Sect.

No, Cheng Zheng shook his head: "That Yuanying predecessor showed people in a virtual image, and his father didn't see his face. ”

Cheng Zhaozhao sighed, since then, the clue has also been broken.

However, that Suiyang Sect disciple, his father, saw his face. ”

Cheng Zheng said with two fingers between his foreheads, and the next moment a wisp of divine sense moved out into Cheng Zhaozhao's sea of knowledge.

The next moment, a young monk dressed in blue appeared in Zhihai, he was very handsome, and he looked like a person.

It's just that this time, Cheng Zhaozhao didn't admit him wrong.

He is just like, but not Ji Junsu.

This person, Cheng Zhaozhao has seen it, and he has seen it in the Yinquan Floating Life Secret Realm.

The person who is in love with Jun Xin is also the monk who broke the marriage branch for Ji Junsu.

His identity is about to be revealed.

Duan Fu!

He is also the current head of the Suiyang faction.

Cheng Zhaozhao's Zhihai suddenly had a sharp pain, and she covered her head and squatted down in pain.

This pain is not her, but Jun Xin, Jun Xin's remnant soul reacted so violently when he saw Duan Fu's portrait.

"Zhao'er!"

Cheng Zheng's eager call sounded in his ears, and before Cheng Zhaozhao fainted, he vaguely saw a crack appear in the sky above the grassland.

In the cracks, someone shouted her name with the same anxiousness.