Chapter 123 Chapter 123 I have defied destiny many times, not bad...
When these words came out, Jiang Zhaoxue was shocked.
Three months.
It's too hasty. No matter which method Pei Zichen uses, it's too hasty for him to become a god within three months.
But she kept her emotions to herself, hiding all her thoughts deep within. She only tentatively asked, "According to what you said, Pei Zichen simply doesn't possess a complete divine core. He wouldn't be able to become a god in three years, let alone three hundred years, let alone three months. So why not take advantage of the incomplete power of the Book of Destiny and rob him?"
"Only God can control the Book of Destiny."
Shen Yuqing seemed to see through her and said calmly, "Unless someone becomes a god, the Book of Destiny will remain in the world forever."
"Becoming a god..."
Jiang Zhaoxue was amused by Shen Yuqing's anger: "After all, it turns out you were the one trying to persuade me. The Book of Destiny is so powerful, shouldn't I bow down to it?"
Shen Yuqing didn't say anything after hearing this. After thinking for a long time, he said softly, "I have another idea."
Jiang Zhaoxue looked at him coldly. Shen Yuqing thought for a long time and said softly, "The Book of Destiny can spy on everything in the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion. I once had an uncle who didn't like the Book of Destiny spying on him, so he created a spell that could block it."
"Is it the barrier of Luoxia Mountain?"
Jiang Zhaoxue realized what was happening, and Shen Yuqing nodded. "Yes, the Luoxia Mountain barrier was left by him. He actually has two spells: one to block out spying, and the other to completely cut off the influence of the Book of Destiny. He was a genius, but after he created these two spells, he was killed by his master."
Jiang Zhaoxue's pupils trembled slightly. Shen Yuqing seemed to feel embarrassed when he mentioned such a sect secret. He lowered his eyes and said, "Before he died, we were good friends. He once secretly taught me these two techniques."
"So you mean you can help Pei Zichen remove the seal on the Book of Destiny?"
"It's not about removing it." Shen Yuqing shook his head. "The Book of Destiny is far more powerful than you imagine. Even temporarily severing it requires a tremendous amount of strength. This spell can only last for one day at most. If you can condense a divine core within this day, he will have the opportunity to truly become a god and change his fate written in the Book of Destiny. If you can agree to my conditions, I can give you this spell."
"What conditions?"
Jiang Zhaoxue was curious.
Shen Yuqing listened, his face confused, but he asked: "Where is the Silla dress?"
"Hi."
When Anan heard this, he couldn't help but curse: "He really can't forget it."
However, Jiang Zhaoxue was not surprised. Silla Yi had been entangled with him for a lifetime, so it was completely normal for him to miss her, so he said truthfully: "She was taken away by Song Wulan. If you expect us to get her back for you, you have to wait until I deal with Song Wulan."
Shen Yuqing listened, his eyes full of understanding, as if he was not surprised by this result. He nodded, but looked up at Pei Zichen: "I want to go back to Lingjian Xian Pavilion."
Pei Zichen raised his eyelids.
Shen Yuqing's expression was cold. "There are still many disciples in the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion who don't know what's going on. If the Book of Destiny belongs to Song Wulan, I can't leave the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion in the hands of someone like him. I have to move my disciples to a safe place."
"good."
Pei Zichen agreed immediately and said, "You can transfer your disciple to the Nine Netherworld Realm."
Shen Yuqing's brows relaxed when he heard this, as if he had finally let go of the huge stone in his heart, and nodded, "Okay."
Having resolved his biggest worry, Shen Yuqing seemed to feel much more relaxed. He was silent for a moment, and finally said, "Then Ah Xue," he raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Zhaoxue, "Come forward, I will teach you the spell, and you can decide how to use it when the time comes."
Jiang Zhaoxue didn't say much. She walked forward, half-knelt in front of Shen Yuqing, and asked directly: "What do you want me to do?"
"Give me your hand."
Shen Yuqing didn't say much, just stretched out his hand.
Jiang Zhaoxue held out her hand out of curiosity, and then heard Shen Yuqing say, "Close your eyes."
Jiang Zhaoxue didn't understand what he was going to do. She subconsciously glanced at Pei Zichen, signaled him with her eyes to stare at Shen Yuqing, and then closed her eyes.
As soon as she closed her eyes, she felt a barrier opening around her. She vaguely felt Shen Yuqing pulling her hand and spiritual energy flowing around her, but Shen Yuqing was obviously deliberately concealing it, and she could not sense what he wrote at all.
Only Pei Zichen, who was standing next to him, raised his eyes when he wrote the first stroke.
Shen Yuqing sensed his gaze but pretended not to hear it. Only her fingers trembled slightly as she spoke calmly to Jiang Zhaoxue, "When I return this time, I probably won't see you again. Jiang Zhaoxue."
He spoke as if he had never met her before. Jiang Zhaoxue felt the spiritual energy around her slowly subside, and listened to him say, "Take good care of yourself."
As he said that, he withdrew his hand and said, "Open your eyes."
Jiang Zhaoxue opened her eyes and saw that Shen Yuqing's face had turned noticeably paler. Jiang Zhaoxue lowered her head and looked at her palm, where spiritual power was surging, and listened to Shen Yuqing's explanation: "When you need to use it, use your own spiritual power to activate this spell. It only lasts for one day, so you must seize the opportunity."
"clear."
Jiang Zhaoxue nodded, then recalled something and looked up at him. "Oh, if you're worried about sending your disciple to the Nine Netherworld, you could also send him to Penglai. Penglai has a mountain protection formation, and since it's not Song Wulan's main target, it's considered a safe place."
Hearing this, Shen Yuqing smiled slightly and nodded, "Thank you."
Jiang Zhaoxue was a little uncomfortable with his politeness.
Shen Yuqing saw her embarrassed expression, but her gaze did not linger, and she only looked at Pei Zichen: "I have something to tell you."
Pei Zichen raised his eyes, as if he had expected this, and whispered to Jiang Zhaoxue, "My Lady, please go out and wait for a moment."
"oh."
Jiang Zhaoxue glanced at the master and disciple. Although he felt a little unwilling, he still stood up, patted the dust off his body, and said to Shen Yuqing: "Then I will leave first. I will ask my father for a teleportation scroll. You can send it as you see fit."
As she spoke, she waved to Pei Zichen: "I'll wait for you outside."
She strode out, and Shen Yuqing looked at her back quietly.
When she reached the door, Shen Yuqing suddenly spoke: "Yaoyao."
Jiang Zhaoxue froze when the name came out. She wanted to go back and sew the man's mouth shut. However, thinking that he had just performed a great service, she forced a smile and turned back to glance at Pei Zichen standing next to her. Just as she was about to tell him to stop yelling nonsense in the future, she heard Shen Yuqing looking at her cautiously and asking seriously, "How are you doing now?"
Jiang Zhaoxue was stunned by this question. She looked at the man in front of her. He seemed to be still young. He tried his best to restrain himself, but he couldn't help but stare at her. He asked in a hoarse voice, "Are you doing better than before?"
Jiang Zhaoxue fell silent. After a moment, she pursed her lips and said truthfully, "Okay."
After saying this, Shen Yuqing seemed to finally lose his temper. He nodded in a daze, as if he was relieved, but also seemed sad: "That's good."
Then he repeated, "That's good."
"Ah, it's okay. I'm leaving."
Seeing that something was obviously wrong with him, Jiang Zhaoxue didn't dare to stay any longer and quickly waved her hand and slipped away.
Shen Yuqing watched Jiang Zhaoxue walk away. When the room was completely quiet, he looked back with a gloomy expression.
He stared at Pei Zichen, who already looked like a young man, for a long time before saying coldly, "You should know what I'm going to do."
"I see."
Pei Zichen seemed to have anticipated what Shen Yuqing wanted to talk to him about. He raised his eyes, his gaze clear, and said, "But I won't owe you anything."
As he spoke, Pei Zichen seemed to stand between him and Jiang Zhaoxue, his determination leaving no room for maneuver: "Neither will the lady."
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Jiang Zhaoxue didn't wait long outside the door. Pei Zichen came out a moment later. Seeing him, Jiang Zhaoxue went to meet him and asked hurriedly, "What did he say to you?"
"Tell me something you shouldn't hear."
Pei Zichen slowed down her pace, walking beside her at a moderate pace. Jiang Zhaoxue was a little dissatisfied: "What is it that I shouldn't listen to?"
"What do you think?"
As soon as the word "you" came out, Jiang Zhaoxue felt something was wrong. Thinking of Shen Yuqing's "Yaoyao" just now, she instinctively felt that she shouldn't ask any more questions. She quickly changed the subject and said, "Well, let's get down to business."
As he spoke, Jiang Zhaoxue looked down at his palm and frowned: "What exactly is the spell he wrote for me?"
She turned around and looked at Pei Zichen: "He didn't show it to me just now, did you see it?"
"Yeah." Pei Zichen's tone was light. He already knew what she was going to say and answered directly, "I added a protective spell in it, so it's okay."
It was just a protective spell, Shen Yuqing didn't need to be so mysterious, but Pei Zichen refused to tell her, and she couldn't force him.
After all, it wasn't something harmful, so Pei Zichen would let it stay on her. She didn't delve into it and continued, "Can this spell really block the Book of Destiny?"
"Can."
Pei Zichen nodded, and Jiang Zhaoxue felt relieved. She pondered optimistically, "So the most important thing for us right now is to find a way to help you condense into a divine core one day. The reason you can't condense it now is because your emotional soul is sealed. You are only using your own kindness to suppress your own malice towards the world, and you have never truly experienced being loved. When the Book of Destiny is isolated and your emotional soul is restored, the only thing that will hinder you, besides your own Dao heart, is the resentful energy left in you by Li Xiuji. To transform this resentful energy in such a short time, you must condense into a divine core. But if you condense into a divine core, even if you have an emotional soul, these resentful energy will affect it. It's a vicious cycle..."
Jiang Zhaoxue muttered softly, "The best way is to isolate these resentful forces from you, but your current body is formed by these forces. Once the resentful forces are lost, your divine shell and your soul will not be able to support it..."
Jiang Zhaoxue paused, as if she thought of something, and turned to look at Pei Zichen.
Pei Zichen raised his eyelids: "What do you want to do?"
"I have an idea..." Jiang Zhaoxue said, looking at him carefully. "What do you think if you enter the physical body early, and the others help you to dispel the resentment?"
Jiang Zhaoxue said this, and without waiting for Pei Zichen's response, she suddenly felt that she had an idea: "Your flesh cannot bear this resentful energy. When the divine shell enters the flesh, the resentful energy will be forcibly expelled. Your divine shell brings your soul into the flesh. At this time, if you don't have enough strength, your flesh will shatter. But you can use external forces to help you stabilize your flesh for a period of time. Then, after isolating yourself from the influence of the Book of Destiny, this is the best state for you to condense your divine core. You try to condense the divine core in your flesh. I and the others will help you transfer the resentful energy back to your body, which will in turn benefit you and allow you to merge with your flesh."
The more Jiang Zhaoxue talked, the more he thought this was feasible, and he became happy: "If we set up a large formation in advance and dissipate all this resentment within a day, even if you don't condense a divine core in the end, it will be enough for you to merge your soul and body, which can be considered a good thing."
“But that’s not possible.”
Jiang Zhaoxue frowned again after she finished speaking, as if remembering something. She said with some uneasiness, "This is still very risky. If you don't condense your divine core and your resentful energy can't be fully transformed, your body won't be able to hold on. By then, you'll be left without a body..."
"The resentment has returned to the divine shell," Pei Zichen reminded her, looking up, "it's just that you've temporarily lost a body."
Without Pei Zichen's physical body, he would lose the possibility of becoming a god now. Although there might be other opportunities to rebuild his body in the future, the Book of Destiny would not give him this opportunity.
After three months, when the Book of Destiny is fully restored, it will no longer allow Pei Zichen to continue growing.
If they fail, they will lose the possibility of counterattack.
Both of them were aware of this. Pei Zichen looked at Jiang Zhaoxue's worried expression and reminded her, "Yaoyao, this is the best solution. There are risks no matter what."
Any method of fighting has the possibility of failure. Now that he has entered the physical body, the most reliable way is for others to help him isolate the resentment and help him to convert.
If you don't fight, the Book of Destiny will be repaired in three months, and that might be the day of your death.
Jiang Zhaoxue understood, but the moment when he fell into her arms at Lingjian Immortal Pavilion kept replaying in her mind.
Pei Zichen noticed that she was uneasy, walked up to her and gently held her hand.
Jiang Zhaoxue looked up at him and saw that the young man had lowered his eyes. The moonlight fell on the purple-black robed Demon Lord and on his thick eyelashes. His eyebrows and eyes appeared unusually gentle. He said softly, "Yaoyao, you have to believe in me, and you have to believe in yourself."
You have to believe that he can condense into a divine core one day.
He also has to believe that she can help him get rid of his resentment.
The uneasiness in her heart slowly dissipated when she heard his words. She looked at the face of the man in front of her and thought of his past.
This person actually loves without any emotion.
He is unable to sense and confirm love, but still holds love in his heart, and finally condenses it into a divine core. He can definitely do it.
Jiang Zhaoxue took a deep breath, lowered her eyes, thought for a moment, then took the initiative to step forward and dived into Pei Zichen's arms.
Pei Zichen laughed when he saw this and couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"
"I'm giving you strength!"
Jiang Zhaoxue gritted her teeth and said, "When your soul recovers, you think of this moment, and you must remember the feeling of me holding you now!"
Pei Zichen listened, pursed his lips and chuckled: "How could I not remember?"
He combed Jiang Zhaoxue's hair and said gently, "My Lady, I will always remember this."
Jiang Zhaoxue didn't say anything. She just stayed in Pei Zichen's arms, absorbing the warmth from his body, and her mood slowly calmed down in the cool night.
Pei Zichen sensed the person in his arms gradually calming down. After a long while, he said, "Let's go find Tianjiao first and discuss the next arrangements with him."
Jiang Zhaoxue's words were true. Although Ye Tianjiao looked careless, he had lived a thousand years longer than them. If they discussed many things with him, there might be better solutions.
The two of them went to find Ye Tianjiao again and explained the situation to him in general. Ye Tianjiao listened with a grin on his face, slapping his thigh all the way. After listening to the end, he finally couldn't help cursing: "I said Song Wulan must have a trick up his sleeve! He actually sealed your soul. If he's so powerful, why didn't he just drain your soul directly?!"
"It's too easy to be discovered if you smoke." Pei Zichen reminded, "If I had discovered it early, I would have found a solution early. He can't hide it until today. Let's get down to business." Pei Zichen looked up at Ye Tianjiao, "Within three months, I will find a suitable opportunity to merge with my physical body. At that time, you and the Queen will help me to transform the resentful power..."
"no!"
When Ye Tianjiao heard this, he immediately refused, "My sister and I don't have the ability..."
"Crossing the Resentment Pond."
Jiang Zhaoxue spoke, and Ye Tianjiao was a little confused. He looked up and saw Jiang Zhaoxue saying seriously, "In ancient times, there was a magic array called the Crossing Resentment Pool. If four cultivators above the Mahayana stage were stationed in the four directions to cross the resentment force at the same time, it could forcibly cross the resentment force at a speed of ten thousand times."
"So what?"
Ye Tianjiao immediately said: "Where can I find four Mahayana masters..."
"You, me, my brother, and my father." Jiang Zhaoxue spoke immediately.
Pei Zichen looked up in surprise when he heard this and couldn't help but say, "There's no need for your Majesty to involve Penglai..."
"The Book of Destiny has never been about just you," Jiang Zhaoxue turned to look at Pei Zichen and said seriously, "He has ruled this world for tens of thousands of years and has long been accustomed to everyone bowing down to him. Over the past three thousand years, countless sects have been wiped out for not listening to him. If he gets your power, it won't let me go, nor will it let Penglai go."
Pei Zichen listened and slowly calmed down. Jiang Zhaoxue patiently explained, "I'm helping you not just for you. The Book of Destiny and I have long been at war to the death."
Ever since he used the catastrophe in the human world a thousand years ago to destroy her father's karma, he has been eyeing Penglai. Pei Zichen's ascension to godhood is now the best opportunity to destroy the Book of Destiny.
Pei Zichen understood what Jiang Zhaoxue meant, pursed his lips and said nothing.
Seeing his expression, Jiang Zhaoxue pretended not to know and turned to look at Ye Tianjiao. "I will inform my parents and brothers tonight and discuss it with them. After they confirm, Pei Zichen and I will go into seclusion. You will be responsible for communicating with Penglai and building the Resentment Pool. It must be completed within three months. At the same time, the Penglai disciples and the Nine Netherworld Realm will jointly deploy defenses to prevent any accidents."
"good."
Ye Tianjiao nodded. Jiang Zhaoxue went over the details with him again and gave him a list of the materials he needed. After confirming that everything was fine, he stood up and said calmly, "I'll contact the person tonight. After that, you can arrange the rest. I'll take Pei Zichen to retreat."
"OK."
Ye Tianjiao looked at the list and nodded, waving his hand and saying, "You guys go."
Seeing that he was serious, Jiang Zhaoxue turned around and looked at Pei Zichen beside him: "Do you have any other instructions?"
Pei Zichen shook his head, and Jiang Zhaoxue took Pei Zichen's hand and walked out openly.
As they walked, she asked curiously, "Are you going to your training center for retreat, or your bedroom?"
Pei Zichen paused. He wasn't sure what Jiang Zhaoxue meant by "retreat", so he said honestly, "Let's go to the place where we practice."
Jiang Zhaoxue nodded and let him lead the way.
Pei Zichen then pulled her towards the cave where he was practicing.
When Jiang Zhaoxue arrived at Pei Zichen's training cave, she looked around and saw that it was a completely ice cave. The only warmth came from the fox fur blanket on the ice bed.
Jiang Zhaoxue took a quick look and couldn't help but gasp: "Are you practicing in a place like this?"
"Ice and tranquility."
Pei Zichen felt a little embarrassed. These ice and snow were not ordinary ice cubes, and Jiang Zhaoxue's immortal body would also feel cold.
He thought for a moment, raised his hand, and a stove appeared next to him. The room instantly became warmer, but the ice and snow did not melt. Pei Zichen turned to look at Jiang Zhaoxue, still feeling uneasy. Finally, he said, "Why don't we go back..."
"Need not."
Jiang Zhaoxue boldly entered, walked around his cave, and said, "When you're in seclusion, you should stay in the place where you're in seclusion. There's no need to run around. This place is new too."
As she spoke, she went to the steaming cave at the back and found a hot spring. She said happily, "Yeah, there really is a hot spring."
Some monks like to practice hard, but most monks’ caves have spiritual springs.
When mountains and rivers intersect and yin and yang are present, it is a blessed land.
Jiang Zhaoxue had been feeling heavy all day, so she was happy to see the hot spring. She said, "Go get some clothes. I'll take a dip first."
Pei Zichen was a little surprised by her sudden interest, but he still responded and went out.
He knew her temper, so he took out a large and comfortable satin nightgown from his Qiankun bag, hung it on the screen for Jiang Zhaoxue, and went out to wait.
Jiang Zhaoxue soaked in the water and sent a letter to his father. After briefly explaining the situation, he said seriously, "Father, this matter concerns the future of the True Fairyland and the survival of Penglai. I hope you will give it serious consideration."
After finishing speaking, Jiang Zhaoxue placed the sound transmission jade token aside, closed his eyes and waited for a while.
Not long after, the sound transmission jade token lit up, showing Jiang Pingsheng's answer.
"Your brother and I will set off tomorrow to begin constructing a teleportation array between the two locations."
Seeing this answer, Jiang Zhaoxue felt relieved, got up, put on his clothes, and when he walked into the house, he felt warmth coming towards him.
The stove lit by Pei Zichen was burning brightly, and the whole room was warm. Pei Zichen sat there in a daze, and didn't notice when she came out, as if he was thinking about something.
Jiang Zhaoxue coughed lightly, and Pei Zichen came back to his senses. He glanced at her and saw that Jiang Zhaoxue was only wearing a single shirt, loosely tied with a belt. She was leaning against the edge of the cave, pointing inside and said, "Go wash?"
It's self-evident what you should do if you go to wash at this time.
Pei Zichen clearly had a lot to say, but after struggling for a moment, he stood up and walked in.
After entering, Jiang Zhaoxue listened to the sound of water, then got on the ice bed, lying on the fox fur ice pillow, fiddling with the jade beads hanging from the belt around his waist, thinking about something.
Anan finally spoke cautiously: "Master."
"Um?"
Jiang Zhaoxue responded, and Anan whispered, "You've got so many things going on, and you've pushed them all onto Ye Tianjiao. You brought Xiao Pei here under the guise of seclusion to have some fun. Isn't that very moral?"
Jiang Zhaoxue: "..."
"idiot."
Jiang Zhaoxue took a deep breath and couldn't help cursing, "I'm preparing for Pei Zichen to condense his divine core. Even if his emotional soul is born, it still needs nutrients. The more he senses, the greater the probability of him condensing his divine core when the seal on his emotional soul is lifted. What are you thinking!"
"oh."
Anan pretended to understand: "I see."
Jiang Zhaoxue rolled her eyes and said nothing, but her face still felt a little hot. She whispered, "Go to sleep."
"I'll definitely sleep later," Anan said, whispering, "But I have a question. I've been listening all day, and my mind is still confused. What's going on?"
"What are you confused about?" Jiang Zhaoxue glanced at her. Anan pondered, "I just can't figure it out. What does Li Xiuji want to do? What does Song Wulan want to do? And how does this relate to the book? Is the book we're seeing the same as the current plot?"
"Since I was promoted to the seventh level of destiny master, the plot has naturally changed from the book."
Jiang Zhaoxue spoke calmly, organizing her thoughts as she said, "If you look at our current world and the world in the book separately, it's like two parallel worlds. Although they have the same people and personalities, their developments are completely different."
"Then what kind of development is our world experiencing?"
Anan couldn't figure it out: "My brain is about to explode. Let's start from a thousand years ago. A thousand years ago, the Book of Destiny obtained Song Wulan's body, and Li Xiuji became a demon god. You gave Li Xiuji a stick, which allowed him to survive two hundred years ago. He learned the location of the Heavenly Secret Jade and decided to use the five artifacts to become a god. So he reincarnated as Pei Zichen to find the artifact."
Anan said, jumping and saying: "And Song Wulan had seen Pei Zichen and you in the past. In order to ensure that he could get the body, he did not kill you and Pei Zichen, but only sealed Pei Zichen's spirit. Why didn't he kill you and Pei Zichen afterwards?"
Anan couldn't understand: "According to Shen Yuqing, he can gain enough power to kill those who stray from their destiny. Why didn't he kill you immediately?"
"First of all, he may not be able to kill it."
Jiang Zhaoxue reminded Anan, "Didn't you realize that, with the exception of Shen Yuqing, who offered himself voluntarily, everyone whose luck he took away essentially made a mistake. They violated the law of karma. Ye Wenzhi harmed the people of Taizhou City, and Song Wuya harmed the people of Shuzhong. They were all directly or indirectly affected by the karma of innocent people. If Pei Zichen and I hadn't violated karma and harmed anyone, could he really have killed us like this?"
This made Anan stunned, and he couldn't help but say: "You said Shen Yuqing lied..."
"I'm not lying." Jiang Zhaoxue interrupted him, "It's just that the knowledge is incomplete."
Anan reacted and then said, "But if that's the case, why should we be afraid of him?"
"Because, if he could actually kill us directly, then he's letting us live for a second purpose."
"What's the purpose?"
"After he 'erased us for the sake of Heaven,' our power will be transferred to him," Jiang Zhaoxue pondered. "Just like he took away other people's luck, he can also take away their power. If his ultimate goal is to become a god, then the stronger Pei Zichen and I are, the more power he will gain after killing us."
"Wow, then his best target would actually be Pei Zichen in the book."
Anan spoke, and Jiang Zhaoxue paused. She turned her head and saw Anan turned his head, wondering, "Isn't it? Look, whether it can only kill those who violate the law of cause and effect, or it can kill all those who violate the fate it writes, the Pei Zichen in the book is a target it can kill. And the Pei Zichen in the book is obviously much stronger than he is now, right?"
Jiang Zhaoxue listened and recalled Pei Zichen's strength in the book.
In the book, Pei Zichen went to the Nine Netherworld Realm with his physical body. She couldn't be sure whether the Demon Lord Pei Zichen at that time had merged with the divine shell, but what she could be sure of was that when attacking the True Immortal Realm in the book, Pei Zichen was obviously much stronger than he is now.
He can use the five divine weapons. In the book, when he flattened the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion...
It seems that the Book of Destiny was also shot down by him?
Jiang Zhaoxue couldn't be sure. If it were in the past, she would have thought without hesitation that Pei Zichen would definitely win.
Because he is the protagonist, he possesses absolute luck and aura.
But now she couldn't be sure.
She suddenly realized that all the good luck she thought Pei Zichen had was man-made.
All the inexplicable recognition of masters by divine weapons was caused by human intervention. In fact, Pei Zichen... it should be said that his luck had always been very bad since Li Xiuji.
What kind of life would he have lived without the Book of Destiny?
Jiang Zhaoxue was a little curious. She couldn't help but take out the copper coins and Qiankun sticks to tell fortunes. However, she tried several times and changed various tools but still got no results.
Pei Zichen's fate was no longer something she could predict, and all she could find was confusion.
While she was concentrating, Pei Zichen came out after taking a shower.
He also walked into the room wearing only a single shirt, and looked at the woman sitting on the bed telling fortunes from a distance, and was a little afraid to go forward.
He vaguely knew that she brought him here for "seclusion", but he was also a little unsure. After all, there was an important matter ahead, and he was afraid that he would let his imagination run wild. It would be embarrassing if she found out that he was impatient.
He could only cough lightly to remind Jiang Zhaoxue to give a hint.
But Jiang Zhaoxue was immersed in fortune-telling, shaking the copper coin with the tortoise shell without saying a word.
Seeing this, Pei Zichen reluctantly stepped forward and quietly sat down beside Jiang Zhaoxue's bed. He watched her shake out the copper coins from the tortoise shell, arranging them for a long time, counting on her fingers for a long time. Seeing her frown, he finally said, "What are you calculating?"
Jiang Zhaoxue had heard him coming early in the morning, so he wasn't surprised when he spoke. He sighed, picked up the copper coin resignedly, and tossed it back and forth in his hands. He leaned back on the ice pillow, supporting his entire body with his elbows, and said aimlessly, "I'm calculating your fate."
"My life?"
Pei Zichen watched her lie down, her clothes stretched out, revealing half of her white and smooth calves. As she moved up her calves, the silk clothes stuck to her curves, and when they reached her chest, half of her scenery was revealed.
He watched the copper coins in her hand rise and fall, his voice became a little deeper, and continued: "Why are you suddenly calculating my life?"
"I used to think you were lucky, like you were the protagonist in a book, a child of destiny, blessed with everything. But today I suddenly realized that everything in life really depends on hard work. Li Xiuji planned for so long to make everything seem smooth sailing for you, so your luck isn't that great either. But I remember that both you and Li Xiuji had very good luck. So I want to know what your fate would be like if the Book of Destiny hadn't interfered."
As she spoke, Jiang Zhaoxue turned her head and saw Pei Zichen staring at her, his movements pausing slightly.
She suddenly realized something and chuckled, "What is the Emperor looking at?"
Pei Zichen saw her smile and knew she was teasing him. He didn't want her to be proud, and it was a bit difficult to say it, so his eyes fell on the copper plate in her hand and said calmly: "Look at the copper plate of the lady."
"oh?"
Jiang Zhaoxue raised an eyebrow and gently slipped her foot into his sleeve: "What's so good about my copper coins?"
"My lady, of the three copper coins, one is different from the other two."
Jiang Zhaoxue paused after hearing this, and then seemed to realize what Pei Zichen was talking about. She coughed awkwardly and said, "You're talking about this..."
"I suddenly remembered," Pei Zichen's expression softened. "During the New Year that year, the Lady gave me a copper coin as lucky money. Could it be that I took it out of these three copper coins?"
"That's right." Jiang Zhaoxue said immediately, "Why, do you think it's not enough?"
"No." Pei Zichen smiled and shook his head, "Everything you gave me was very good."
"Then it's a deal," Jiang Zhaoxue said, waving at him. Pei Zichen sensibly leaned over. Jiang Zhaoxue put her arms around him and whispered, "From now on, you'll spend the New Year with me. Every year, I'll give you a copper coin as a lucky money, okay?"
"Just one copper coin?" Pei Zichen reached out his hand to her waist and asked softly, "I've given you a lot of things, so why don't you give me a little more?"
"Didn't you just say that everything I gave you was good?"
Jiang Zhaoxue asked knowingly, and Pei Zichen laughed.
"Just now was just now, and now is now."
"Pei Zichen." Jiang Zhaoxue hugged the person tightly and took a deep breath. "Do you know why I called you here?"
"I know." Pei Zichen kissed her gently, "My Lady wants me to be happy."
Jiang Zhaoxue: "..."
"That's not what I'm talking about." Jiang Zhaoxue gritted her teeth. "I just want you to have more things to think about when your emotions recover."
As he spoke, Pei Zichen felt spiritual power slowly flowing over, carrying memories and emotions unique to him and Jiang Zhaoxue.
Pei Zichen was stunned for a moment, then he heard Jiang Zhaoxue buried in his arms and spoke softly: "Pei Zichen, there are some things I can't say, but I want you to know."
"If you can't feel your own emotions, feel mine."
"From my perspective, Pei Zichen is a very lovable person."
Pei Zichen remained speechless, frozen in place. He felt the surging emotions coursing through him. He looked at himself in Jiang Zhaoxue's eyes, at the boy in her eyes who appeared with ice, snow, and fire. He looked at the boy who had said in the water dungeon, "Mayflies live in the morning and die in the evening." He looked at the boy who had carried her on the snowy mountain and said, "I see my master's wife's heart is broken." He looked at the boy who had clung to her tightly through the cracks of time and space. He looked at the boy whose face she had gradually perceived when she was blind. He was the boy who always appeared before her at the first opportunity and never let her down.
He was surprised to find that Pei Zichen in these eyes was so gentle and bright, like a moon, emitting gentle and cold light.
He was frozen in place, at a loss for words. Jiang Zhaoxue took the initiative to hug him and whispered, "This is the Pei Zichen in my eyes."
"I will always love Pei Zichen like this."
In the days that followed, Jiang Zhaoxue was a little confused.
She let Pei Zichen absorb all the fragments of her memory. Sometimes she would feel dazed about where she was, maybe in the past, maybe in the present.
She looked at her past through Pei Zichen's eyes and soon realized that Pei Zichen particularly liked to get to the bottom of the matter of that "predecessor".
Every time that "senior" appeared, Pei Zichen would replay this memory over and over again.
Jiang Zhaoxue realized something was wrong and finally reacted one day. She couldn't help but kick the man away and sat up and said, "What's wrong with you? Staring at Shen Yuqing is fine, but what's the big deal about staring at an innocent passerby?"
"Innocent?"
Pei Zichen supported himself and calmly stood up from the end of the bed, straightened his clothes, and said leisurely: "He still kissed you."
Jiang Zhaoxue: "..."
She couldn't deny this, feeling somewhat guilty, but she remained firm in her words: "If you count them, there are many innocent people like this. Why are you focusing on him?"
"Others are coveting the Queen," Pei Zichen leaned forward, leaning against Jiang Zhaoxue's side, coiling around her shoulders like a snake, and said coldly, "This senior is more than that. Moreover, Master has calculated in the past, but this senior has never met him in person. What if one day we meet again, and the Queen finds out that this is her destined lover, what should I do?"
This assumption was so outrageous that Jiang Zhaoxue couldn't help but laugh. She couldn't help but say, "If you're worried about that, you might as well worry about Shen Yuqing and I rekindling our old relationship. If the thread of fate between him and me hasn't been broken, it's a marriage destined by heaven. A marriage destined by heaven will continue forever, and we'll meet again in every life. Aren't you afraid that this thread of fate will be renewed?"
"Continue and cut again."
Pei Zichen's tone was cold. Jiang Zhaoxue looked at him coldly. He raised his eyelids and said in a cold voice, "I have defied destiny many times, and this one is no exception."
Seeing that he was serious, Jiang Zhaoxue was speechless for a moment. She sighed and was about to speak when she felt the spiritual power outside the cave vibrate.
Pei Zichen's expression was slightly stern. He raised his hand and wrapped Jiang Zhaoxue in a blanket, then immediately stood up: "Change your clothes first."
As he said this, he walked out.
Jiang Zhaoxue glanced at her clothes in a daze, then reacted, threw the quilt away, quickly changed her clothes and ran after him, unable to help but ask, "How long will it take me to change clothes? Wait for me!"
There is a corridor leading to the entrance of Pei Zichen's cave, with a barrier every ten feet.
When Jiang Zhaoxue caught up with him, Pei Zichen had already opened the door. The morning light and cold air came in through the door. Ye Tianjiao stood at the door with an anxious look on his face.
Jiang Zhaoxue paused as she adjusted her hairpin. Seeing Ye Tianjiao's expression, she immediately said seriously, "What happened?"
"News brought by the disciples of the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion."
Ye Tianjiao handed over a blood mirror and said solemnly, "Shen Yuqing has been possessed."
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