Perhaps Zong Li's prayers really worked. In broad daylight, bursts of golden light suddenly appeared above the cliff. The golden light turned into golden raindrops, floating down among the mountains, in the clouds and around Zong Li.

At dawn, Zong Li slowly opened his eyes. He remembered that before he fainted, he still felt a tearing pain in his body. How come he didn't feel anything now? It was as if nothing had happened. He tried to move his limbs, but there was no discomfort. Only his knees felt a slight pain, as if they were pricked by a needle.

Zong Li looked down and saw that the alchemy furnace had broken into pieces and was pressed under his body. No wonder it hurt. The surroundings were quiet. The rising sun shone on the land, silently nourishing his soul. He tried to move his demonic power, but found it was empty.

Zong Li let out a deep breath. Whatever, being able to survive was good enough, and he couldn't expect anything else. He looked carefully, and there was no sign of a third person coming here, and the crazy old Taoist priest was gone. He stood up silently, a little confused, so...how did things turn out like this?

What is the situation now?

I don't know how long it took, but Zong Li still couldn't figure it out. He forced himself to calm down and think about what to do next. Now he has lost all his demonic power and has no ability. He doesn't even know where he is. He wants to go back to Lixuan Mountain, but he doesn't know how to go back. Zong Li thought that it was good enough to be able to maintain his human form now, and he couldn't expect anything else.

The young man's figure slowly disappeared into the mountains. As the night grew darker, Li Rushi could no longer see the road ahead, nor could he see Zong Li's back.

Li Rushi suddenly realized that Zong Li had never mentioned this memory before, so she naturally did not ask about it. She did not expect that Zong Li had such a tragic experience. She looked at Zong Li's staggering back, his tired state as he moved step by step, and felt her heart tighten.

How long did Zong Li spend like this?

But Li Rushi immediately felt something was wrong. If Zong Li had become like this, then what about Zong Chen? Where did Zong Chen come from, and why did he become Game Maker Z? As if sensing Li Rushi's doubts, the scenery in front of her changed, and immediately changed to another scene.

Judging from Zong Li's clothes, it must have been a while. He didn't seem to be living well. His clothes were half-worn, his hair looked unkempt, and his face looked tired and weak. Li Rushi noticed that his hands were shaking, probably because he hadn't eaten for a long time.

Indeed. Zong Li lost all his demonic powers and had to stay in the world as a human. At first he was confused, but soon he was hungry. Then he realized that he was a human now. So... he had to eat. Zong Li walked in the mountains and ate some wild rabbits and other things, but until he came to the human town, which was not close to the mountains or the sea, he had to rely on his own ability to find what to eat.

Zong Li didn't quite understand the rules of human beings. He only knew that he could sleep in the mountains or on trees before, but now he had nowhere to go, no place to live and no food to eat. If he was asked to beg for food, he couldn't do it. He asked people about Lixuan Mountain, but the people here had never heard of Lixuan Mountain. When they heard about cultivators, they thought they were immortals, and they wanted to kneel down and kowtow - they didn't even know where the immortal mountain was.

It was difficult to return to his hometown, so Zong Li suppressed his despair and returned step by step to the familiar mountains and forests. Under the moonlight, Li Rushi saw a little crystal on his cheek.

"Poor little thing, still crying..." Li Ru Shi murmured.

Hearing Li Rushi's voice, Zong Chen looked at Li Rushi in a strange way. Oh, did she feel sorry for Zong Li and feel sorry for him? I wonder if she will still think so after seeing what happened next.

As the seasons rotated, Zong Li lived in the mountains and forests. Even if his demon power was completely lost, his ability as a demon king would not be exhausted. On the contrary, as the king of the Mandragora clan, Zong Li still had the ability to communicate with plants, but it was much slower than usual. However, this was enough. At least now he had someone around him who could talk and listen. He was no longer alone. Zong Li settled down like this, spent a few days to take care of a cave, and picked some spiritual herbs and ganoderma lucidum from the mountains to exchange for some money to live. Zong Li was still thinking that the lifespan of humans was only a hundred years, and it would not be bad if he continued to live like this, but he would never see Xuanshan, Tianyi Sect, and the little girl again.

Zong Li felt so sad that he sat on a big rock and watched the moon all night. On that day, a comet appeared and the sun was eclipsed. An uninvited guest came to Zong Li's small forest. The man was dressed in red and had a charming and handsome appearance, especially a pair of peach blossom eyes that were charming and attractive, but the corners of his eyes were flying and sharp, and he looked like someone who was not easy to get along with.

Li Rushi took a look and frowned slightly: Is this Zong Chen? Why did Zong Chen appear at this time? What does his appearance represent? Where did he go before? Moreover, in this memory, there was no mention of Zong Chen's origin.

Zong Li was also confused. He looked at the handsome boy who looked exactly like him, and then looked at himself working in the forest. He hadn't shaved for a long time, and his hands were rough. The clothes he was wearing were bought from others when he was selling Lingzhi, and he had worn them for three years. Even though they had the same face, Zong Li knew how big the gap was between him and that person.

"Brother, we haven't seen each other for a while, why are you so..." The red-robed man left half of his words unsaid, but he used his folding fan to slightly cover the corners of his lips, only his eyes curved: "You are so poor. It makes me feel distressed."

He looked quite polite, after all, he even covered his smile with a fan. But he also looked quite rude, his eyes curved, the malice and jealousy in them were well hidden, only a tiny bit flashed by, so that Zong Li could not see any trace.

Zong Li had no impression of the man in front of him. He paused and said hesitantly, "You said you are my brother? Why do you say that? I was born and raised by nature, and I have never had a brother."

Zong Chen's lips curled slightly, and he looked Zong Li up and down, as if he was looking at a commodity waiting to be sold. He replied: "Brother may have forgotten that we were still using the same body at that time. In the alchemy furnace, you once said that you were willing to give up everything in exchange for your own life, so I came into being, split from our bodies, and became the me of today."

"And your demonic power was exhausted because of this. There is a price to go against the will of heaven and change your fate. You have never done evil things before, and your merits and virtues are very great. This time, the heavens took away your merits and virtues, and also exhausted all your demonic power to keep you and me alive... Later, I woke up first. When I woke up, the poison in my body had not yet subsided, so I had to find a place to detoxify first. After the poison was detoxified, I came to find your brother." Zong Chen's expression was particularly solemn, and his eyes were full of admiration for Zong Li. Zong Li grew up watching the children of Tianyi Sect, and he couldn't stand this kind of animal-like eyes. Hearing this, he just thought for a moment and said, "Then will you live here with me?"

Zong Chen shook his head, and said in a softer voice, with a hint of temptation: "Brother, you come with me, let's go to a fun place together. How do you think?"

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