Even if we meet, we should not know [new version]

Xuanying raised her head in response.

Diao Zhuo stood with his back straightened by the badly damaged gate of the palace.

Xuanying narrowed her eyes, nodded, and said to herself, "So it's you..."

He has always thought that he is stubborn and staid, doesn't like to cause trouble, and is almost cowardly.

As everyone knows, such rebellious things can also be done.

Diao Zhuo didn't take Xuanying Xianzun's disgusted and cold eyes to heart.

"Master is very trustworthy, and you really came here alone. But your cultivation base is too tyrannical, and this disciple is a little worried."

Saying that, Tiaozhuo stepped forward a few steps, and sent a porcelain vase to Xuanying Immortal Venerable.

"It contains a pill that can temporarily seal your spiritual power, please take it, Master."

Xuanying's expression remained unchanged, after uncorking the bottle, she really swallowed the elixir.

Diao Zhuo handed over another pack of silver needles.

When she was about to speak, Xuanying said: "You want the deity to seal the veins with silver needles to prevent the flow of spiritual power. Well, the deity knows it naturally, so you don't need to say more."

The tone was quite indifferent, obviously feeling meaningless.

He casually inserted the silver needles into the vital points all over his body, then stretched his hands as hard as he could, and said: "You can't hold Immortal Shu Zhong hostage by yourself. Come on, where is your accomplice?"

"Where is there an accomplice?" Diao Zhuo turned around, walked into the main hall in the center of the ancient temple's magic cave, looked back at Xuanying, and motioned for him to follow. "It's just me here."

"is it?"

Xuanying's spiritual power is closed all over her body, and her spiritual consciousness is imprisoned, making it impossible to detect.He narrowed his eyes and smiled, his lips curled almost to his ears.

"Then you can rest assured as a teacher."

Hearing this, the clumsy body paused for a moment.

In the main hall of the ancient temple, the paper on the window is torn, and the wooden table is cut across.

Incense candles tilted and spider webs flew around.

Diao Zhuo turned around and looked at Xuanying Immortal Venerable standing still, and urged:

"Master, come here. Are you still afraid that your apprentice will harm you?"

Xuanying smiled deeper: "Diaozhuo, my good apprentice. Are you really the only one here?"

"What does Master mean?" Diao Zhuo frowned.

"Sect Master Bairen," Xuanying said slowly, "You and I are old acquaintances, why don't you come out and say hello?"

As soon as the words fell, a handsome monk in a blue robe stood out from the door, and he laughed loudly: "As expected of Immortal Venerable Xuanying, his spiritual power has been sealed, and his five senses have dropped sharply, but he can still find out where he is. "

Diao Zhuo didn't show any panic expression at all, he even nodded and said: "Master, since you found out, then you should be more straightforward and just capture it. Don't make a fuss to the end, it's very boring, what do you think?"

Until this moment, the smile in Xuanying Xianzun's eyes finally disappeared.

I do not know how long it has been.

tick-

In the cave of ancient temples and underground water holes, cold water dripped on the face of Xianzun Xuanying, waking him up.

Xuanying Immortal Venerable slowly opened his eyes, only to feel that his body was extremely weak, and for a moment he forgot where he was.

He moved his hands subconsciously, and suddenly felt a tightness in his chest. He realized that he was sitting on the stone wall, and his upper body was locked by three iron chains as thick as arms.

Until then, Fang remembered that he had sealed off the spiritual power in his body by himself, and then fell into the time magic technique of "Persuading the Lord to cherish his youth" by Patriarch Bairen.

After being hit by this trick, the cultivator's cultivation base can only retreat, not advance.

At this moment, Xuanying's cultivation base has retreated to the stage of transforming gods.

Thinking of this, anger welled up in Xuanying's heart, and he couldn't help but snorted coldly.

"Master." The clumsy voice was close at hand: "You have finally woken up. If you don't wake up again, this disciple will go crazy."

Seeing Diao Zhuo sitting next to him, there was no distance between them.

Other than that, there was no sound of anyone breathing in the water cave.

Xuanying was silent, holding her breath, and after careful distinction, she asked:

"What about the rest?"

Diao Zhuo's eyes turned cold, he snorted, and said, "Shu Zhong and Bai Ren? They are useless, I let them go back."

"Ugh……"

Xuanying let out a long sigh, leaned back, and put her head on the mountain wall.

Diao Zhuo stiffened, hesitated, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing. Diaozhuo, even though you are the master's apprentice, you are too boring."

"..."

Diao Zhuo lowered his eyes and clenched his fist tightly with his right hand.

"It's okay to have Sect Master Bairen here. Immortal Shu Zhong, so-so. But I want the deity to be alone with you, alas, that's really..."

After finishing speaking, Xuanying sighed again.

Although Diao Zhuo's body was getting stiffer and stiffer, Xuan Ying spoke recklessly, completely ignoring the other party's life and death.

If it is normal, the stubborn will probably not contradict.

But today, Diao Zhuo's body trembled slightly, and after a while, he stopped trembling.

He even chuckled lightly, got up suddenly, and straddled Xuanying.

Xuan Ying originally leaned back and raised her head, closing her eyes to rest.

When Diao Zhuo approached, he suddenly opened his eyes.

"Master, my disciple has a dull personality. Although I try my best to do something, but most of the time, I can't please you at all..."

Tiaozhuo spoke softly, he raised his hand, and pinched a silver ring hanging on Xuanying's lip with two fingers of his right hand.

Then pull it hard!

Xuanying Immortal Venerable's lip split open immediately, and blood spurted wildly.

The pain was so severe that Immortal Xuanying couldn't help squinting his eyes.

Diao Zhuo's movements were extremely ruthless, and he threw the ring aside as if he was extremely hatred.The strength he used was so great that he embedded the silver ring deeply into the mountain wall.

"Why!" The veins on Diao Zhuo's neck bulged, he grabbed Xuanying's collar forcefully, and shouted: "Obviously I met you first, why do you think those people are more interesting?!"

Xuanying smiled instead of answering, and raised her eyes to look at Diao Zhuo indifferently.

"...I won't allow you to look at me like that again!"

Diaozhuo made a painful voice, and suddenly opened his mouth, holding Xuanying's bleeding upper lip.

This wound was torn by divine soldiers, and it is difficult to heal easily.

What Diaozhuo had in his mouth was cold, not to mention relieving Xuanying's pain, even the wound was healing quickly.

Soon, the wound disappeared without a trace.

Reluctantly, Diao Zhuo lightly touched the inside of Xuanying's upper lip with the tip of his tongue, and lingered for a long time before letting him go.

He was a little apprehensive and looked at Xuanying uneasily.

Diao Zhuo was a little afraid of seeing Xuan Ying's disgusted eyes again.

Unexpectedly, Xuanying not only did not show any disgust, but also had a playful smile in her eyes.

From the beginning to the end, Xuanying didn't struggle for half a minute, and let her be clumsy.

Diao Zhuo was relieved by this obedience.

He forcibly stabilized his mind and took a trembling breath.

Yes……

Xuanying was so indifferent to herself only because she forgot.

As long as he can remember everything...

Years of expectations are about to come true, and the clumsy breathing can't help but become a little short.

His right hand trembled, and he took out a pair of judge pens from his waist.

"Master...you know my weapon,"

Diao Zhuo put the judge's pen in front of Xuanying's eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "What's your name?"

"..."

Xuanying lowered her eyes, looking at the judge's pen.

Seemingly anticipating something, Xuanying suddenly held her breath.

Then, he struggled violently for the first time since he came to the ancient temple's devil's lair, shaking the iron chains on his upper body with both arms.

"Clumsy! Let me go!"

Xuanying showed a look of something bad going on on his face, he watched in astonishment as Tiaozhuo leaned down, getting closer and closer to himself.

"This weapon..."

The clumsy tip of her nose touched Xuanying's cheek.He only heard him whisper: "It's called 'Chang Sheng'."

——Chang Sheng!

These two words sounded quite uncommon, but it was as if a thunderbolt had struck from the sunny day, making Immortal Venerable Xuanying's eyes widen suddenly.

Changsheng, Changsheng.

This is……

This is the mortal name Xuanying Xianzun used before ascension!

"you……!"

Diao Zhuo raised his hand, pressed Xuanying Xianzun, Chang Sheng's chest, and suppressed all his struggles.

"Chang Sheng..." The spiritual power of Diao Zhuo's right palm revealed, and a white light suddenly appeared.

Xuanying Xianzun's body was shocked, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

He listened to Diao Zhuo and said word by word:

"Don't remember?"

As soon as the words fell, Xuanying Immortal Venerable suddenly yelled, with an expression of extreme pain on his face.

What kind of strong seal is there, at this moment, a corner was forcefully pried open by Tiaozhuo!

"Rebellious, clumsy! You spoil my Dao heart! This deity wants to kill you!"

Xuanying struggled violently and yelled.

Hearing this, Diao Zhuo showed a bitter look on his face, but he was not soft-hearted in his attack.

I don't know how long it took.

Xuanying Xianzun was covered in sweat, as if he had been fished out of the water.

Diao Zhuo also looked pale.

He was crumbling, kneeling on Xuanying's lap, breathing heavily.

"Chang Sheng, Chang Sheng."

Diaozhuo called twice in a row, feeling uneasy and uneasy: "You... what did you remember?

Xuanying Xianzun's body trembled violently.

At this moment, a large number of memories flooded into my mind.

……

"Senior Brother Chang Sheng, that man is very weird, don't talk to him, let's go."

The young Xuanying squinted her eyes and smiled, looking at the stern young man not far away who was dressed in shabby clothes and white cloth, apparently tried his best to wash them clean and maintain a decent appearance.

"Strange?" The young Xuanying grinned:

"I just like weird people. The weirder they are, the funnier they are!"

……

16 years later.

Tiaozhuo took Xuanying's hand and motioned him to follow her.

The two walked to a remote and uninhabited path.

I saw Diao Zhuo with a gloomy expression on his face, as if he had encountered some complicated and difficult problem.

Xuanying struggled lightly, and moved her clumsy hand away.

The young Xuanying snorted coldly, turned her back to Tiaozhuo, and said:

"Why, even you want to laugh at me?"

"What?" Diao Zhuo showed a surprised expression.

"I am arrogant and pretentious. In fact, I am just a mediocre middle-level talent. In this life, I have nothing to do with immortality."

Xuanying's words were cold and hard, and she clenched her hands, obviously extremely angry.

"On weekdays, my brothers and sisters who have been friends with me pretend not to see me now. My enemies, who have had a bad relationship with me, clap their hands in applause and laugh again and again. Diaozhuo, you are here to pretend to comfort me and secretly laugh at me. Is it possible?"

With a sullen face on his clumsy face: "How could I..."

"Then what did you call me here for?"

Xuanying's profile face was stiff, and his eyes were both unwilling and annoyed.

"I……"

The clumsy face suddenly flushed red.

"me……"

He was originally the most indifferent and indifferent monk, but at this moment, his face was red and his ears were flushed, he stammered, and he didn't say anything for a long time.

Xuanying snorted again: "How are you doing?"

Diao Zhuo took a deep breath, stabilized his mind, and said, "Chang Sheng, I have something to tell you."

"what?"

"Actually, I have the 'stove cauldron' physique. If you really care about it...I, I can help you improve your aptitude!"

"..."

Xuan Ying looked at Diao Zhuo in astonishment.

……

Optimus Pillar, nine tunes and eight passes.

A female cultivator in white robes hurried towards a wooden house.

She has a kind face and gentle eyes.

I don't know why at this moment, but I seem a little flustered.

She strode towards the front of the wooden house, and suddenly pushed open the door.

There was a wooden bed inside the door, and there were two young monks with bare upper body on the bed.

Impressively, it is the Xuanying Immortal Venerable when he was young, and the Diaozhuo Immortal Monarch.

Seeing the two of them, the female cultivator pointed at them with trembling hands:

"You... you two... so courageous!"

Diao Zhuo had sharp eyes and quick hands, put on his coat, saluted and said:

"Scattered people who are kind and charitable, I haven't seen you for a long time, don't come here without any problems."

It turned out that this female cultivator was the master of the young Xuanying, a benevolent and scattered person.

Shanci Sanren was furious: "You still dare to salute me! Get out, get out!"

Diao Zhuo frowned, paused, and walked out of the cabin.