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Chapter forty-seven one son lore

"I should know?" Zhiyang looked at Dajiao Xuanyuan's face and couldn't help but question, "Do you think my medical skills are superior?"

At this moment, Dajiao Xuanyuan was staring at Zhiyang, his eyes fixed on Zhiyang intently, as if he wanted to see something clearly from her eyes.

Either Zhiyang hid it too well, or he was really overthinking it. As the two looked at each other, Dajiao Xuanyuan couldn't see any flaws. No matter how he directly said it, there was never a trace of hesitation in Zhiyang's eyes.

, everything happened naturally, and Zhiyang didn't behave as if he knew it in advance.

What exactly do you want to say?"

Seeing Dajiao Xuanyuan's hesitant expression, Zhiyang asked him directly. Before Dajiao Xuanyuan could react, he was stunned by Zhiyang's question again.

"It's okay. It's a bit suspicious that Luoyuan's original body recovered so quickly. I thought you would know something."

Half of the original body was destroyed, and even an extremely talented immortal would have to stay in seclusion for hundreds of thousands of years if he wanted to recover. Of course, this also requires that the body has enough divine power to function. But Luoyuan, just lying on the bed, could

In just five days, the damaged half of the original body could be restored to a full extent. Who would have dared to imagine such a speed.

"Maybe it's because of the bloodline..." Zhiyang's eyes were a little erratic, "I'll go back and change clothes first, and I'll go see him later."

At the end of the day, Zhiyang's body was really overwhelmed, and her face was full of exhaustion. When she came back from the North, her whole mind was in chaos, and she almost fell off the clouds several times.

"You should take a good rest."

When Zhiyang was about to turn around and leave, Dajiao Xuanyuan's words stopped Zhiyang's steps, but Zhiyang did not look back, quietly clenched his hands into fists, and immediately turned around and walked into the back hall.

Today Zhiyang heard too much and saw too much. Things that she thought had nothing to do with her always seem to be inextricably linked to herself and Qingqiu; and what Shaoping said a few days ago,

It is even more difficult for Zhiyang to understand why he is not within the Three Realms.

He was obviously a person who had already died once, but fate just happened to pull him back again, and he was involved in this endless incident...

"Zhiyang...Zhiyang..."

As soon as he returned to the room, a voice called his name softly.

"Who is it? Who is where?"

Zhiyang originally wanted to relax, but he immediately cheered up. Zhiyang's eyes were filled with vigilance, and he was constantly observing the surrounding environment.

The next moment, a dazzling brilliance instantly surrounded Zhiyang, and a familiar feeling came to him. When he opened his eyes again, Shaoping's figure stood in front of him.

"I said, I will come to find you again."

Shaoping smiled slightly and waited quietly for Zhiyang's arrival.

"Ancestor, what exactly do you want me to do?"

"I'm not asking you to do anything, but it's up to you to choose." Shaoping raised her eyebrows slightly, looked at Zhiyang's puzzled face, and continued, "Qingqiu does things as he pleases. Naturally, I don't want to force you to do it.

What."

"But what you told me, didn't you ask me to suppress the demons?"

Zhiyang never likes to put her destiny in the hands of others, especially now. She is like a chess piece dropped on the corner of the chessboard. When everything has begun, it becomes the key to the entire chess game.

Killer.

"It seems that you have misunderstood me..." Shaoping fell silent. She looked at Zhiyang. This time, she decided to tell her everything.

"Since ancient times, Qingqiu has been tasked with suppressing the demon clan." Shaoping stood next to Zhiyang, waved her hand gently, and a yellowed scroll suddenly appeared in front of Zhiyang.

As the scroll unfolded, the history of the Qingqiu Fox Clan slowly came to Zhiyang's eyes.

"Since the creation of the Mother Goddess, our fox clan has followed the Mother Goddess to travel through the three realms. The nine-tailed fox is full of treasures, and even the blood in its body is a spiritual creature that can purify evil spirits. After the ancient war, the fox clan's status has become more and more important.

As we get higher and higher, not only does the Fox Clan have a noble status, but the ancient gods have passed away in response to the disaster, and what is left is just a few branches of the Dragon Clan and the Bird Clan."

The scroll slowly unfolded, and Zhiyang saw the scene of Father God and Mother God creating the world. As the scenes flowed, many ancient tribes were born one after another, and the Fox tribe was one of them.

Zhiyang looked at the lifelike scroll in front of him and was immersed in it for a while. Watching the continuous changes in the picture, the originally peaceful time suddenly cast a different layer of haze. War broke out one after another. The original peace was torn apart in an instant. The people

Living in the turmoil created by the demons.

"What you see is the most famous battle between gods and demons." Shaoping looked at the scroll with a trace of sadness in her eyes.

More and more people died at the hands of the demons, and these dead people began to attack their own people without knowing what kind of magic they had.

Looking at this scene, Zhiyang couldn't help but frowned, "Ancestor, do you know what kind of spell this is?"

Zhiyang looked at this strange spell and couldn't help but be shocked. It was exactly the same as the spell that Ying Su had used outside the Nine Heavens.

"This? This is the demon's puppet technique."

"Demon clan?"

"Well, using the bodies of dead people as puppets."

After receiving Shaoping's confirmation, Zhiyang now felt certain in her heart that Yingsu had really fallen into the devil's path.

"Senior, do you know how to break such a puppet technique?"

Now that we know that this is the demon's puppet technique, there should be a way to break it.

Zhiyang looked at Shaoping, her eyes full of urgency, wanting to get the answer from her mouth.

"If you want to crack the demon's puppetry, the first and most important thing is to find the person who controls them, otherwise their attacks will be endless."

"Thank you, senior!"

After hearing this answer, Zhiyang's eyes still showed a little loneliness. If that day really comes, people will kill each other, what a terrible thing it will be.

"After the end of the ancient war, all the ancient gods including me passed away, but in order to ensure the safety of the demon seal, Huangdi left a trace of his bloodline and fostered it in Jiuyao Bitong."

Jiu Yao Bitong, Zhi Yang is no longer familiar with this name.

Different from other places all over the world, Jiuyao Bitong is just a fairy island above the nine heavens. It is surrounded by green mountains and green waters, and is worshiped by spiritual birds. It is more like a fairyland outside the world.

And in this fairyland, there is only one person living alone, Luoyuan.

It seems that all this can explain why Luo Yuan is different from other gods; why the master said that Luo Yuan is a person with great luck; why Luo Yuan has red gold blood...

"So...Luoyuan is the bloodline left by Huangdi..."

Shaoping remained silent, but everything seemed so pale and powerless in her silence. Zhiyang's eyes dimmed instantly, and the haze lingered on her face. Although her expression was dim, she could not see anything else.

"Is this the great destiny he carries?" Zhiyang couldn't help but murmured, "What about me? Why am I beyond the Five Elements?"

Shaoping did not speak. She waved her hand lightly, and a different picture appeared in front of Zhiyang.

On the scroll, the people of Qingqiu knelt down to pray at the foot of Lengfu Mountain. The golden light on Lengfu Mountain was bright, and a ten-tailed fox suddenly appeared on the top of the mountain. Different from Zhiyang's original body, this ten-tailed fox had different characteristics.

pattern, nine-colored auspicious clouds are stepping on the feet, and haloes of light shine above the head.

"This is?"

Looking at this picture, Zhiyang had doubts in his mind. They said that his was the only ten-tailed fox in the world, but now it was not him who appeared on the picture.

"This is you, but it's not you." Shaoping's tone was calm. She stood next to Zhiyang, gently put her hand on Zhiyang's shoulder, and continued: "Once, it had not rained in Qingqiu for hundreds of years, and the land was dry.

, the crops withered, and in order to survive, the people made wishes to God at the foot of Lengfu Mountain, expecting the gods to come and protect the people of Qingqiu. The immortal people knelt under Lengfu Mountain for ninety-nine and eighty-one days, and finally welcomed the ten-tailed fox."

"When the long drought comes, the rain comes. When this ten-tailed white fox appears, thunder rolls in the sky and heavy rain pours. After the rain, the ten-tailed white fox also leaves a message, saying that he will use another identity to accompany everyone..."

"So, this is me?"

The scene in front of the scroll had already changed. In the Qingqiu Palace, a man and a woman happily embraced each other, holding their newly born child in the middle.

This man and woman Zhi Yang are no longer familiar with each other. The former Fox Emperor and Fox Queen are also Zhi Yang's parents, and the one they hold in their arms is the newly born Zhi Yang.

"The reincarnation of the ancient gods, Zhiyang, this is your fate."

Zhiyang, who knew everything, was overwhelmed with thoughts. Unlike Luoyuan, he was actually the reincarnation of an ancient god. The ten foxes in the world were indeed unusual.

Why can I come back from the dead?

How could the reincarnation of an ancient god die so easily?

Time is also fate, everything is a little different.

"I know you are upset. I didn't want to tell you these things now." Shaoping gently comforted Zhiyang. Seeing the shock on her face, Shaoping didn't know what to say at this moment.

"I need to take a moment, please let me go back."

Zhiyang's eyes were empty and her face was equally pale.

Seeing Zhiyang like this, Shaoping didn't say anything. With a wave of her hand, the spiritual space disappeared immediately, and Zhiyang returned to the bedroom.

The whole person seemed to have lost all strength and instantly collapsed to the ground.

It's not that I don't dare to face it, but I can't believe that the life experience between myself and Luo Yuan is so legendary.

After being stunned for a moment, Zhiyang's mind flashed and she immediately ran to Luoyuan's room.

Looking at the man on the couch, Zhiyang's tears finally fell. Step by step, his face appeared in front of Zhiyang's eyes more and more clearly.

Luo Yuan closed his eyes, as if he was asleep. Everything that happened was just a dream to him. Opening his eyes at any time, this absurd and funny dream could end in an instant.
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