The Villainous Shizun Is As Beautiful As A Flower

At the time, the Imperial Palace Academy.

The emperor held a ruler and asked, "Now the demon world is divided into nine points, and the demon kings are fighting in court. Who can tell me who they are."

The children below, dressed in uniform, black, with lifelike colorful phoenix embroidered on the sleeves and hem, all looked solemn and dedicated.

The boy in the front row got up and answered, from the big demon king all the way to the nine demon kings, explaining how each demon king is famous in the demon world and how to occupy the mountain as the king.

The rest of the people in the room were amazed and applauded.

"Zhangzhang is amazing. I read it in the bookstore for a long time, copying and picking, and then writing the answer on the paper, but he has memorized it by heart."

"He is the younger brother of Senior Brother Miaomiao. Sure enough, blood is the same thing."

"You can't say that, look at the one behind you."

Several children who were whispering to each other suddenly looked back together.

The little boy sitting at the back, dressed in Chinese clothes, with black hair **** with gold satin, held his snow cheeks with one hand, his long eyelashes drooping, but he was sleeping soundly.

This is the stray son of the emperor. He was recognized seven years ago. For some unknown reason, he has always looked like this.

The academy has been established for thousands of years, and he is the only one who dares to sleep while the emperor is teaching.

The emperors and teachers were punished at first, but then they simply opened one eye and closed one eye, and taught by themselves.

After Yu Zhangzhang finished answering, the emperor stroked his white beard and asked, "Then do you know which demon king is the strongest in the demon world today?"

Yu Zhangzhang: "Great Demon King."

With a satisfied expression on Shao Hong's face, he was making people sit down when a loud retort came from the back row.

"Wrong, it's the Nine Demon Kings."

Hearing the familiar voice, Shao Hong's forehead blushed slightly, "Say it again."

Shen Liuxiang's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly: "The Nine Demon Kings are the most powerful."

There was an uproar in the room, and the young faces around him showed puzzled expressions.

"I heard that the Great Demon King is the most powerful."

"But Shaojun said that the Nine Demon Kings."

"Well, let's listen to Shaojun. It seems that the most powerful monster in the demon world is the Nine Demon Kings."

Seeing that all the students were instantly led astray, Shao Hong's face turned ashen, and the ruler tapped on the edge of the table, "Quiet... Please come forward, Young Master."

slap--!

The little hand that was spread out was hit by two feet.

Shen Liuxiang made a light "hiss", frowned, and then squinted his eyes and snorted, "They have never fought before, so the big demon king is so powerful."

"You, you..." Shao Hong trembled with anger, raised the ruler to hit again, and a pleasant female voice came from his ear, "Old Shao, I just made the sweet-scented osmanthus cake and brought it to you to taste."

The woman is wearing a goose-yellow immortal dress, standing at the door, holding a food box in both hands, with a slim figure and a beautiful and refined appearance.

Everyone hurriedly saluted: "Meet Di Ji."

The attendants behind her gave each person a portion of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake. Seeing this, Shao Hong had no choice but to put down the ruler, "Forget it, I'll be here first today."

Xu Xinglian took the opportunity to take the person away, "Why did Lao Shao punish my brother again."

She opened the food box, took out a piece of flower cake, and handed it to Shen Liuxiang.

"He's not as good as me, he's angry," Shen Liuxiang took a sip, "your craft has improved again."

Xu Xinglian was his half-sister, the daughter of the emperor, and had the same surname as his mother. Seven years ago, he had just come to the imperial palace, and he was not familiar with the place. This girl was the only person who was kind to him.

"Brother eat more if you like,"

Xu Xinglian took a piece of Yubai's hand and sighed softly, "I stay in the imperial palace all day, so I can only play around with this to pass the time."

Shen Liuxiang recalled that she had never been out of Shenqi Mountain, and raised her eyebrows, "When I get rid of the demon poison, I will take you out to play."

Xu Xinglian lowered her eyes: "The emperor will not allow it."

Shen Liuxiang: "Try and talk."

Xu Xinglian didn't hold any hope in her heart, but she smiled on the surface, "Thank you brother in advance."

She said again, "Brother is coming back."

Shen Liuxiang swallowed the last piece of flower cake and clapped the powder in his hands indifferently.

Xu Xingchen, who was originally the only young master in the imperial palace, was naturally unpleasant to his brother who appeared out of nowhere. Over the years, he has stumbled a lot.

"Come back when you come back,"

The warm sunlight fell on him, Shen Liuxiang stretched his waist, and looked at the pavilions and pavilions around him, with countless palaces.

Seven years ago, when he woke up from Qingling, the various sects headed by Jin Xiangtian wanted to crusade him, but he was thrown out of the sect by all the brothers.

But not long after, when they wanted to make a comeback, someone from the imperial palace came to pick him up, and the group did not dare to make trouble.

Shen Liuxiang was reluctant to come, but when he heard that the Imperial Palace is located in Shenqi Mountain, the place with the most spiritual energy in the world, he immediately brought Shen Bubu.

Ling Ye didn't stop him, just reminded him to get rid of the demon poison.

He became small to understand the demon poison in his body. He was not used to it at first. He lived with this small body for seven years, and now he can do everything with ease.

Thinking of the demon poison, Shen Liuxiang rushed to a pool.

"Old dove, where are you, come out."

The water in the pool was crystal clear, and spiritual grasses of different shapes grew inside. The breeze was gentle, and the water surface rippled a little, shimmering in the sunlight.

After a while, a palm-sized golden tortoise swam from the center of the pool with a black thing in its mouth.

Shen Liuxiang squatted down and put his right hand away: "I haven't tested for poison today."

Lao Jiu first spit the contents of his mouth into his hand, then bit his finger pulp and tasted a drop of blood.

Shen Liuxiang looked at it carefully, the golden tortoise was all over his body, only a tinge of redness floated on his cheeks, other than that, there was nothing unusual.

When he tasted his blood for the first time, the golden tortoise was red all over, and he vomited blood bubbles in the water, which frightened the group of people in the imperial palace. The emperor frowned, so Shen Liuxiang started a seven-year detoxification process.

Shen Liuxiang breathed a sigh of relief: "Finally, the poison has to be cleaned up."

Lao Jiu shook his head: "I have never seen such a powerful demon poison, and it is also a chance that you can hit it."

"This opportunity asks you whether you want it or not,"

Shen Liuxiang sighed softly and squeezed the soft, black mud-like thing in his hand.

"what is this?"

The old dove spit out two words: "worm eggs."

Shen Liuxiang's expression froze, and the cold hairs all over his body stood on end. He was about to throw it away when a slimy worm came out of his sight.

"?!!!"

The little figure squatting on the shore was startled, fell into the pool, and the jade lotus-like arms struggled in the water.

Shen Liuxiang wondered if the worm had crawled on him, panicked, his mind was chaotic, and he even choked several saliva.

At this moment, a slender hand reached into the pool and carried him out.

Shen Liuxiang was soaked all over, and crystal water droplets kept dripping from the corners of his cheeks, and he didn't care who rescued him.

"In the water."

The voice was calm and inexplicably gripping.

Shen Liuxiang was stunned for a moment, then gradually calmed down, his gaze rose from the hem of the clothes embroidered with cirrus clouds to the phoenix-patterned belt, and finally met a pair of pale eyes.

He stepped back and saluted, "Emperor."

The person in front of him is the most awe-inspiring existence in the Three Realms.

In the original book, very few inks were poured into Di Yunyu, and Shen Liuxiang knew very little. What was only certain was that it was his father.

His father's cultivation is profound, and there is no one in the world to be able to match!

In addition, life is not long.

Logically, he should have called his father, but Shen Liuxiang was shocked when he first saw the cheap father, and called out "Emperor" in a daze. Di Yunyu frowned, but didn't say anything.

So Shen Liuxiang kept calling like this.

Di Yunyu went out not long ago.

At this time, the sun was shining brightly on Shenqi Mountain, and there were no clouds in the sky, but he had a bit of cold and damp air on his body, and his long hair was stained with a slight frost, as if he had just returned from an extremely cold place.

Shen Liuxiang respectfully saluted, raised his head, and the gravel at his feet suddenly trembled.

Di Yunyu stretched out his index finger and picked it slightly.

Shen Liuxiang's feet floated up from the ground involuntarily, and the whole person stood in the air, his knuckled fingers turned, and his body slowly circled in the air.

Di Yunyu was silent for a moment and said, "It's heavy."

Shen Liuxiang: "..."

Di Yunyu looks very handsome, but his expression is not angry or arrogant, and ordinary people dare not look directly at him.

He lowered his eyes and said, "Take the things out."

Shen Liuxiang pursed his lips and said nothing. After a long time, he resignedly took out the chicken legs wrapped in oil paper from the storage bag.

Shenqi Mountain is far away from the mundane world.

Di Yunyu: "Also."

With blood dripping from his heart, Shen Liu took off the small bag of sunflower seeds hanging from his waist.

Di Yunyu said coldly, "There's more."

Shen Liuxiang cried out with a wow, and pulled out half of the meat from his cuff, his heart was cut like a knife.

"It's gone! It's gone this time!"

In order to get rid of the demon poison, he has not touched the salty taste or the meaty smell for seven years.

"I just smelled it and didn't eat it."

Di Yunyu looked at the small teeth marks on the meat, was silent for a while, then waved his palm mercilessly, and all the snacks disappeared.

Shen Liuxiang had a lifeless expression on his face.

He really bought it to smell it, except last night, the obedient book was itching to hear it, and couldn't help but ate half a slice of dried meat for fun.

I'm still thinking about it, save the remaining half for tonight, and add two more melon seeds to be happy.

This time it's good, it's all gone!

Di Yunyu: "The mind is not strong."

"I can't touch salty meat, because I have to soak in the medicine pool every day, but when the emperor went out, no one gave me medicine,"

Shen Liuxiang pouted and said in a low voice, "It won't hurt to eat a little of it if you don't put it into the medicine pool."

Di Yunyu sank his eyes: "Are you blaming me?"

Shen Liuxiang widened his eyes: "Don't dare!"

He has absolutely no intention of this, just expounding the facts, on the nine heavens and ten places, who dares to blame the emperor.

Di Yunyu frowned, as if he didn't want to talk to him, he pointed to the plane tree by the pond, "Go to the penalty station, you can leave after dark."

Shen Liuxiang passed by lightly.

In the past few years, he has committed crimes in front of Di Yunyu, no matter how big or small, he has always thought about it, and there was a small hole in front of the tree that he stepped out of.

Shen Liuxiang has been punished for a long time, but he can still find fun.

He picked up a few sycamore leaves on the ground and folded them in his hands. Small boats, thousand paper cranes, and little frogs could be folded.

When night fell, Shen Liuxiang clapped his hands and piled the folded things beside the tree. When he was about to leave, something fell from the sky and hit him on the head.

It doesn't hurt, it's as light as a cloud.

Shen Liuxiang stretched out his hand and took it off. It was a bag covered with ice mist. He glanced up at the tree, the branches and leaves were swaying in the wind, and no one was seen.

Untie the tether, and in an instant, a small lump of soft soil floats out of the bag, extremely soft and icy in his hand.

Under the night, the soil glowed with a little light.

Shen Liuxiang recognized something, and a ecstatic expression suddenly appeared on his face.

The cold spirit soil of the North Abyss Realm!

The most pure spiritual energy in the world, the most suitable soil for spiritual plants to grow.

Nobody wants it.

But the cold spiritual soil is extremely difficult to find. Could it be that there is a big chance, in the vast and boundless Beiyuan realm, it is impossible to find its existence, not to mention, even if there are clues, the spiritual soil is hidden under the ice abyss, not everyone has a life to take it get.

Shen Liuxiang didn't expect to mention that day, and Di Yunyu really found it for him.

He clutched the cold spiritual soil tightly, and was completely moved.

"Father! It's a real father!"

Di Yunyu, who had just entered the bedroom, heard a voice in his ear, his eyebrows raised slightly, but he didn't show any expression on his face, and heard another sentence.

"Bubu, daddy is useless, it's up to your grandfather to save you."

"..."

Shen Liuxiang carried the spiritual soil and trot all the way back to his residence.

During the day, he put Shen Bubu on the eaves, one can bask in the sun, and the other can overlook the surrounding scenery, such as the academy, the pool and other places where he appears.

Shen Liuxiang jumped up the eaves, turned Shen Bubu out of the soil, replaced it with cold spirit soil, buried it again, and picked out a strand of roots to expose it.

Compared with the dry appearance of a few years ago, the ginseng has more water and gradually becomes fuller.

Shen Liuxiang touched the roots, picked up the Xiubai porcelain basin, and went back to the room.

After washing up, he sat on the bed, meditated attentively, and practiced various spells in the sea of ​​​​knowledge.

In the past seven years, there was a demon poison, and he did not dare to use the spiritual power in his body.

He is no longer the master he used to be, who couldn't even teach his disciples a single trick.

After half an hour, Shen Liuxiang opened his eyes, released his divine sense and swept around the residence, but found no one.

His eyes brightened slightly, he lay prone on the couch, took out a dozen or so script books from the bottom of the pillow, placed them in a row, and then took out a cyan jade slip from the storage bag.

He probed his spiritual power into it, and the jade slip flashed.

In an instant, a voice floated from within.

It seemed that he had just woken up from his sleep, with a very magnetic low voice.

Mixed with a touch of hoarseness.

Into the ear, revealing indescribably **** and sultry.

"Which script do you want to listen to tonight, Master..."