Chapter 1000: The Past (27)
For a while, Qian Zhixuan found that something was wrong, and he could feel that there was a turbid qi in his body that was very domineering and vigorous, and the Yuan Force and the turbidity qi that he had cultivated before did not give in to each other, and began to fight and conflict, at this time, Qian Zhixuan often felt the severe pain of the body meridians, and even passed out in pain.
However, after a period of time, this symptom gradually lessened, because the turbidity qi in Qianzhixuan's body completely dominated, and the pressure Yuan Li escaped from Qianzhixuan's body. And Qian Zhixuan only thought that he was sick, and the symptoms were alleviating, so he didn't take it to heart.
Speaking of demon gods. Since he successfully induced Qianzhixuan to practice the evil method, the demon god was excited to see that his plan was succeeding step by step, and every time he saw Qianzhixuan, he could feel Qianzhixuan's progress.
The demon god thinks that it is only a matter of time before Qianzhixuan falls into the demon path, because Qianzhixuan has completely mastered everything he has taught, and most of the yuan power in his body is the demonic yuan power that he inputs, although Qianzhixuan will use the martial arts of the palace in the future, but its essence has entered the demon path.
There are countless irresistible temptations in this world, and more importantly, there is hatred in Qianzhixuan's heart that cannot be let go, this alone is enough to induce the demons in Qianzhixuan's heart and make Qianzhixuan fall into the devil's path.
"Now, let Qian Zhixuan stay in this palace with peace of mind, and think about what it will be like when the people in the palace are stunned to see that Qian Zhixuan has become a big devil who kills people without blinking? Haha! The people who used to fight against me, wash their necks and wait! Kill! Kill! Kill! Good apprentices, kill them all for me!"
The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, and his eyes seemed to see the scene of blood flowing on the continent, and he laughed loudly.
Poor Qian Zhixuan didn't know anything about all this, but secretly rejoiced at the progress of his strength.
In the winter of this year, the first goose feather snow fell in the imperial capital since the beginning of winter, and the coldest moment of the harsh winter was coming.
On this day, Qian Zhixuan, who was punished again, went to work as usual, after finishing his cultivation. Along the way, he saw the heavy snow fluttering, and his heart was faintly sour.
Qian Zhixuan remembered that Hong Shi said that he was born when it was snowing heavily. Hong Shi has long forgotten his specific birthday because of "carelessness", but every time the first snow falls in winter, Hong Shi will celebrate his birthday with Chubby no matter how busy he is.
At that time, Hong Shi would give a small gift that was not very valuable, and Xiao Pang would cook a bowl of longevity noodles and steam a vegetarian egg for Qianzhixuan. Although all this is too simple, Qian Zhixuan will feel tears in his eyes every time, and he will carefully cut the boiled egg, and he must let Hong Shi and Xiaopang share it with him.
Now, five years have passed, every time Qianzhixuan encounters a birthday when it snows, there is no joy in the past, and Emperor Qian, who has no intention of disciplining him, is not interested in holding a birthday party for him, so naturally no one celebrates his birthday.
In fact, Qian Xiuwen once asked Qianzhixuan about the time of his birthday, and planned to celebrate Qianzhixuan's birthday, but Qianzhixuan felt that after Hong Shi and Xiaopang, it was meaningless to celebrate his birthday, so he kept using excuses such as forgetting or not getting used to it. After a few times, Qian Xiuwen stopped asking. As for the others, as long as they don't trouble Qianzhixuan, Qianzhixuan will be thankful.
Qian Zhixuan stood silently in the snow, recalling the past, the snow in the sky fell on his body mercilessly, piling up a small white mountain bag on his shoulders and head, and the north wind howled and constantly tore his thin clothes.
However, Qian Zhixuan didn't feel cold, under the protection of the demonic yuan power in his body, this cold was insignificant at all. Qian Zhixuan didn't know how long he stood there before he returned to reality, he sighed slightly and continued to walk forward.
Qian Zhixuan had only walked around for a while, and suddenly heard a woman jumping out with a dead branch and shouting, "Who is it?"
Of course, Qian Zhixuan knew who it was, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart: "The imperial sister is too good at playing, she is an eighteen-year-old girl, and she still plays this kind of game...... but she also secretly admires Qian Xiuwen in her heart for getting up so early in such a cold weather.
I don't know why, in the past few months, Qian Xiuwen has fallen in love with playing this kind of game with Qianzhixuan, getting up early in the morning before dawn every day, and waiting for Qianzhixuan in a corner. Qian Xiuwen's persistence amazed Qian Zhixuan, no matter how windy or rainy, she had to come every day.
After coming and going, Qian Xiuwen actually got rid of the habit of sleeping lazy. You must know that Qian Xiuwen's habit, Emperor Qian, despite all his efforts and countless temptations, could not get Qian Xiuwen to change, so when Emperor Qianwen saw this, he was naturally full of joy and praised his daughter for being sensible.
It's a pity that if Emperor Qiandi knew that his daughter got up early in the morning just to find Qianzhixuan to play this boring game, he would be so angry that he vomited three liters of blood.
Qian Zhixuan was afraid of being plucked by Qian Xiuwen's ears, so he didn't think much about it in his heart, and pretended to be serious on his face: "Who is in front? Dare to trespass into my flying gate without authorization! I don't know if I live or die?"
Qian Xiuwen snorted disdainfully and asked, "Are you Wang Mazi, the head of the Feitian Gate?" I am a Qiannu who is known as the female sword fairy, and I entered the door to challenge!"
Hearing this, Qian Zhixuan couldn't help laughing, and shouted angrily: "Okay, you little woman! This little strength also dares to come to the door to challenge my Feitianmen, and today I will let you taste my Wang Mazi's fast knife!"
Qian Xiuwen snorted: "Just let me see if my sword is fast, or your sword is fast! Wang Mazi, take me with a sword!" After speaking, she stabbed with a "sword".
Qian Zhixuan pretended to flash two moves, and then screamed miserably: "What a fast sword ......" received a "sword" from Qian Xiuwen, and died tragically on the snow.
"Stupid, come again!" Qian Xiuwen pouted, "My sword hasn't stabbed you yet, why are you dead?"
"Imperial sister, I am already dead, and the dead will not come back. ”
Qian Zhixuan was lying on the ground with a smile, but he didn't get up.
Qianxiuwen didn't follow, and ran up to pull Qianzhixuan. Qian Zhixuan was a little big, and said: "Okay, imperial sister, I must go to fetch water and chop wood during the time I am punished, otherwise I will be beaten by my father!"
"Fool!"
Qian Xiuwen grabbed Qian Zhixuan and did not let go, and said with a smile, "Don't you know? It will be Chinese New Year's Eve in a few days, and Daddy specially asked all the princes to stop reading and study and rest for a few days." This includes you, you can rest and not work these days!"
"Huh?" Qian Zhixuan was stunned for a moment and asked, "Really?"
Immediately, it dawned on me that it must be the ghost of the prince Qianao, who deliberately did not inform him.