Cultivate the ruthless way for him

Zhaozhao's residence is in the Nuan Pavilion to the east of Xiangxue Hall. Bedding and carpets are all woven with soft and precious peacock feathers.

A huge fist-sized luminous pearl is placed on the lotus platform at the head of the bed for lighting.This is a precious oriental bead with soft and bright light, which can not only illuminate but also allow Xiaolong to absorb enough fairy energy while sleeping.It was originally a token of love from the Dragon Lord Qingyao to his wife, and it has been placed in the main hall. After Zhaozhao moved in, Xueji gave the bead to her youngest son.

Zhaozhao turned into a small dragon, coiled on the bed, and played a game of tossing Dongzhu with Yunzhu for a while, Fang turned into a human form at the urging of Mengli, ready to sleep.

Yunzhu helped Zhaozhao change into a clean bed robe, and saw a very shallow scar on the butterfly bone on the young man's back, which did not match the young man's white skin, and asked with concern: "Your Highness has suffered serious injuries before?" Is it?"

This scar is obviously an old wound.

After so many years, such obvious marks can still be left, it must be a serious injury.

Zhao Zhao didn't care and said, "Probably, I don't know either."

Yunzhu was surprised: "I don't know?"

"The concubine mother said that I was too naughty when I was in the dragon egg, and accidentally injured myself."

The young man was wearing a nightgown, rolled happily on the bed, the gold rings on his wrists jingled, then lay on his back on the soft quilt, and said: "But I don't remember anything about my childhood at all."

Yunzhu was sensible and didn't ask any more questions.

Although his sect is weak, he has also heard that the little highness of the Dragon Clan has been lost for thousands of years and has just been found by the Dragon King and his wife recently.Thinking about it, His Royal Highness also suffered a lot during his disappearance.

The boy on the bed had other thoughts.

Xiaolong at this age is just about to move, full of curiosity about all the new things and things in the world, and has endless energy all over his body.

Xue Ji knew that Xiaolong had the habit of rolling around in his sleep, so she specially ordered someone to make a new big bed big enough to accommodate three people for Xiaolong to toss about.

After Zhao Zhao rolled around a few times, he lay down on the side of the bed, leaving a large space outside, and said to Yunzhu, "You come up too, and talk to His Highness."

Hmph, the father, the queen, the mother and the concubine whispered behind closed doors, and didn't let him listen, and he wasn't allowed to go in, so he just found a little beauty to whisper with.

Yunzhu was stunned for a moment, then waved his hands in fear: "No, my subordinates dare not."

"Don't dare to dare, I will do as long as His Highness says yes, hurry up, don't delay."

Yun Zhu could only nod, carefully took off her shoes, socks and outer robe, only occupying a little space outside the bed, and lay down softly.

"Your Highness..."

"Shh."

The boy made a silent gesture, and suddenly leaned over, smelled the robe on his chest, and said strangely: "It really doesn't smell."

Yun Zhu opened his eyes wide, barely daring to breathe.

"Your Highness is talking about... what, what smell?"

"It's nothing."

The young man rolled his eyes, suppressed the doubt in his heart, and then propped his chin and asked Yunzhu: "You said that Zhang Ziyou wanted to force you to be a Taoist companion, you must know what a Taoist companion is, right?"

Yun Zhunuo nodded.

Zhao Zhao's eyes lit up immediately: "Then tell me quickly."

Yunzhu blushed inexplicably, and said: "Taoist couple means companion. After becoming a Taoist couple, you can practice double cultivation. If you do it right, you can make great progress in your cultivation..."

"Double repair?"

The young man tilted his head: "What is double cultivation, do you practice together?"

"Then let's go to practice together tomorrow morning. Aren't you a weakling? My Highness will help you."

"No, it's not."

Yun Zhu's face was already blushing almost to the point of bleeding.

The weak mosquito said: "It's good to practice together, but it's not the kind that your highness thinks."

Now Xiaolong has developed a strong interest in this double-cultivation method, which can be "thousands of miles in a day", and asked persistently, "Then tell me, which one is it?"

"This……"

Yun Zhu was filled with remorse. He knew that His Royal Highness was so innocent, so no matter what, he shouldn't mention double cultivation, so he could only bite the bullet and make up: "Double cultivation requires two people with equal skills, and only the subordinate Xianyuan can handle it." He is not even qualified to enter the Heavenly Dao Trial, but His Highness is already in the Upper God Realm, so there is a huge difference, and it is impossible to perform dual cultivation."

This explanation is fairly straightforward.

Zhaozhao understood what he heard, and she really gave up the idea of ​​double cultivation with Yunzhu.

"What about the Taoist companion? What is it for? Besides dual cultivation, what else can it do?"

Yunzhu thought of senior brother Yun Song and senior sister Yun Hui, and said with a smile: "Just like a mortal husband and wife, they stay together for a lifetime, support each other, and grow old together. If they can ascend to gods together, they can completely get rid of the pain of birth, old age, sickness and death, and achieve success." A good story is naturally better. When you can’t see him, you will miss him and miss him. When you are together, you can’t help but want to share your joys and sorrows with him, care about him, and love him.

In short, it should be the purest and most beautiful emotion in the world. "

"A mortal couple?"

Zhaozhao propped his head and thought for a while: "Just like my father and mother?"

Yunzhu nodded: "That's right."

Zhaozhao thought, wouldn't the Taoist couple just close the door and whisper together, and as for missing him when they can't see each other, isn't that his great beauty?

It is indeed a wonderful thing to be in the same room with a beautiful woman and whisper to each other.

The young man lay down contentedly, covered his face with the quilt, only two snow-white dragon horns were exposed, and said, "I know, go to bed."

When Yunzhu first arrived in the Dragon Palace, he didn't dare to break the rules too much. After Zhaozhao fell asleep, he tiptoed out of bed, first covered the night pearl with a special lampshade, and then went to sleep on the small couch beside him.

**

In the early morning of the next day, before dawn, he got up energetically, and instead of going to the main hall, he sneaked out of the Xiangxue Hall and came to the Qifeng Hall where Huaibi lived.

The Dragon Palace is too big, so Zhaozhao followed his memory and made a big circle before reaching the main entrance of the Hall of Praying Winds.

"Your Majesty."

The guards hurriedly saluted, and the head guard smiled and said: "His Royal Highness is having breakfast in the gazebo, this subordinate will take His Highness there."

Zhao Zhao waved his hand and said, "No need, I'll go by myself."

The Chief of Guard should be.

The little Highness is beautiful and cute, with a lively personality, everyone in the Dragon Palace doesn't like it.

His Highness has also specially ordered that His Highness does not need to inform or stop him when he comes.

The fairy mist in the gazebo is lingering, Huai Bi is dressed in a jade-colored brocade robe, neatly dressed, sitting behind the long table and looking through official affairs, with snacks and tea on the stone table next to it.

Zhaozhao tiptoed up from the pool behind the gazebo, and under the astonished eyes of Xian'e and the guards, made a silence gesture, and was about to cover his brother's eyes from behind, when the person in front laughed leisurely: "Which little villain Why don't you go to bed obediently, and run into the lonely hall early in the morning to make trouble?"

"Humph."

Zhao Zhao resentfully withdrew his hand, sat cross-legged behind the food table, picked up a piece of snack and ate it.

Huai Bi also smiled and put down the playbook in her hand, and while telling Xian'e to fetch bath towels and clean robes, she poured herself a glass of wine.

Zhao Zhao smelled the aroma of the wine and was so greedy that he wanted to drink it.

Huai Bi only poured him half a glass, and said: "Yesterday at Lian Hua Jun's place, I drank three full altars of drunken gods, you little drunkard."

Zhaozhao said unconvinced: "What's wrong with the three big altars, I haven't finished drinking them yet. Besides—" The young man rolled his eyes and raised his eyebrows: "Didn't you drink the whole five big altars when you went back to Jiuchongtian for the first time? , two jars more than me."

Huai Bi was startled, and knew that Lian Hua Jun was talking too much.

He laughed and said: "Brother is attending the banquet on behalf of the father, so naturally he wants to have a good time with the guests. How old are you, and you dare to compete with Gu in drinking?"

Xian'e happened to come over with a bath towel, and wiped off the water droplets on the face and the water stains on the robe for the mischievous young Highness, and then raised the fairy tent to change Zhao Zhao into a clean robe.

The young man's black hair was wet, and it hung neatly on his shoulders, hanging down to his waist.

Seeing this, Huai Bi pretended to be stern and said: "From now on, you are not allowed to play in the water early in the morning, otherwise, you are not allowed to go out for three days."

Zhao Zhao snorted softly, knowing that his brother was not willing to ground him for three days.

Thinking of the main purpose of coming here today, he walked over, sat down cross-legged again, excited and eager to try: "Brother, let's double cultivate!"

He had made a calculation last night, his elder brother was on the same level of cultivation as him, according to Yunzhu, he was really the best candidate for dual cultivation with him.

Huai Bi was drinking, when he heard the words, he choked so much that he spit out the liquor from his throat.

The two immortals next to her were also shocked and widened their eyes.

Huai Bi didn't know whether to laugh or cry and asked, "Where did you hear this stupid talk?"

Naturally, Zhaozhao would not confess to Yunzhu, so he made up a nonsense, "It's in the book. It says in the book that double cultivation can make a huge difference in one day."

Seeing that the guards lowered their heads in fear, the pupils of Xian'e also trembled.

Zhao Zhao was dissatisfied: "What kind of expressions are you guys making?"

Huai Bi put down the wine cup and said seriously: "From now on, the word 'Shuangxiu' must not be mentioned casually again, do you hear me?"

Zhao Zhao nodded unhappy.

I thought, if my brother doesn't want to, he will go to his big beauty.

The cultivation base of the great beauty must not be bad.

He said obediently, "Got it."

Huai Bi raised his eyebrows: "Do you really remember?"

"Yeah, I remember, I really remember."

The young man made a promise.

When Huai Bi was in Fourteen Provinces, he knew that Zhaozhao was quaint and eccentric, and he had big ideas. Now, although Xiaolong lost his memory, the quaintness is even worse than before.Seeing that the young man promised readily, his eyes were dark and bright, and he was clearly hiding other bad ideas, he said, "Ah Yuan, if you want to practice dual cultivation, you have to wait until you have your own Taoist partner. Otherwise..."

"How about otherwise?"

"Otherwise—" Huai Bi said solemnly, "A Yuan's dragon horn will turn black."

What Xiaolong cherished most was his pair of snow-white dragon horns, his expression changed after hearing this.

"Then where is my Taoist companion?"

Huai Bi thought for a while, then said with a smile: "As long as there is fate, Ah Yuan will definitely meet."

**

Fourteen states, the mountain behind Xuexiao Palace.

It was three days after Zhang Yuan came out of the soup pool again.

The sky was still bright, Zhang Yuan still sat behind the stone table, poured a bowl of tea, and drank slowly.

Everything is silent, the stars and rivers are flowing, the world is vast and vast, and people are in it, inevitably giving birth to some sense of loneliness.

"Master, give me a hug, okay?"

The soft and sticky boy's voice came, a little coquettish and cautious, but brisk and bold.

Zhang Yuan was stunned for a moment, then raised his head, and saw a snow-robed boy vaguely standing in the fairy mist, with black hair hanging down his waist, and eyes as beautiful as jewels, walking towards him with bare feet, holding a flower that burned like a flame in his hand.

The blazing fiery red contrasted sharply with the juvenile's jade white fingers.

The young man stretched out his hand with bright eyes, and said, "Master accepts this flower, and we will make up, okay?"

Zhang Yuan's chest felt numb, he got up suddenly, and was about to walk over, when suddenly a pair of snow-white dragon horns grew on the top of the boy's head, but they disappeared together with the flower in a puff of mist.

Looking at the empty Tangchi, Zhang Yuan froze in place for a moment.

"Master accepts this flower, we will reconcile, okay?"

The young man's soft and waxy voice was still echoing in his ears, accompanied by a sudden burst of laughter from the Yuanshen. "Hahahaha, it is said that Zhang Yuan, the god of war, is born with a sword heart and is invincible. It is nothing but nonsense. It turns out that Zhang Yuan's real inner demon is here. Hahahaha, hahahaha."

Under the mask, the imprint on the forehead suddenly burned.

Zhang Yuan closed his eyes, a ray of sword intent condensed from his fingertips, poured into the center of his eyebrows, suppressed the piercing laughter almost violently, Fang Qing closed his eyes, and sat down behind the case again.

Countless black lines spread out from his pale arms like vines, and quickly faded away.

He reached into the skirt of his clothes, took out something, and put it in his palm.

It was a fiery red flower shaped like a flame.