One Qi Chaoyang

Chapter 326 Chapter 327: Reason

The entire State of Zhao was just one big city.

Of course, the city is also divided into various areas, depending on the terrain and rivers.

Huangjia and Chengze Prefecture are in different areas, separated by a river named Changze River, which means prosperity and prosperity.

Huang Miaohua came back a few days ago and was about to spend time with his parents. After all, his parents are old and very old. Even if they took some elixirs, they could not extend their lives for many years. At most, they could only keep themselves healthy and free from disasters.

Now the Huang family is the one with the highest level of cultivation for her. Although she is not often at home, as the person with the highest level of cultivation in the family, it is natural for her to build relationships with various local forces after returning.

Among them, Zhao Yan, the eldest daughter of Chengze Mansion, has known him for a long time and has been in contact with him over the years. After she comes back, she will hold a banquet and invite familiar friends to attend.

But today, she was already sitting in the hall, enjoying the summer night breeze, with a can of ice beside her and two maids fanning her.

Although she had long been immune to cold and heat, the people in the tribe did all this to please her, and she did not refuse, because she knew that if she refused, the people in the tribe would feel uneasy. After all, for them, their level was no longer able to help Huang Miaohua, a Purple Mansion cultivator.

So I can only use this method to please and express my feelings.

Huang Miaohua's return was a good opportunity for her to relax and be like an ordinary person, eating two meals a day, sleeping well at night, and not practicing. She felt that was pretty good.

In the courtyard, crickets were chirping in the cracks of the rocks in the corners of the walls, one after another, like a sonata.

However, suddenly, the courtyard was filled with golden and white, and the squeaking sound suddenly stopped.

Huang Miaohua stood up immediately. She felt a strong sense of red flame magic from the gold and white, and felt a strong heat. She stood up and walked to the edge of the pavilion.

She was petite and came into the light outside the pavilion. The light shone on her body, and she was wearing a silk dress that alternated between aqua and light green. The hem of her skirt hung to her ankles, and she was wearing a pair of light green cloth shoes on her feet.

The pearl hairpin on her head sparkled brightly, and she had a pretty face without any makeup. She looked up at the sky with a look of shock, her head tilted back, her thin lips and small mouth slightly open.

In her eyes, there was a man standing with a lamp, wearing an orange robe, barefoot and legs, and long hair almost to his waist.

"Zhao Fuyun?"

Although Zhao Fuyun's temperament had changed a lot, Huang Miaohua had good eyesight and recognized Zhao Fuyun's face at a glance.

The reason why the impression was so deep was because that person's figure and temperament were extremely inconsistent with his round face.

She once regretted that she had such a good figure and temperament, but did not have a good face.

Later, she found out that the other person's round face was actually transformed, which made her memory even more profound.

But in her original memory, this person was elegant and otherworldly, with a feminine temperament. The magic weapon he refined in his hand was a lamp. The lamp was dark in color and had a strong evil spirit, which did not quite match his temperament. After all, she felt that no matter what magic weapon Zhao Fuyun, who was elegant and otherworldly, with a feminine temperament, refined, it should not have such a strong evil spirit.

And this time, she instantly understood why the magic lamp that Zhao Fuyun refined was like that. It was not because it was incompatible with his own aura, but because there was an extremely strong evil spirit and murderous intent hidden deep in Zhao Fuyun's heart.

Fire is violent in nature. When it is Mars, it is weak, but when it burns, it becomes uncontrollable and surging, with the power of the scorching sun in the sky.

She knew that this was Zhao Fuyun's other side, which was now revealed and matched the light of the Red Flame Divine Lamp in his hand.

In Huang Miaohua's eyes, Zhao Fuyun at this moment looked strange and flamboyant, but there was also an indescribable sense of mystery. This sense of mystery was not caused by not knowing his origin. She knew Zhao Fuyun's master, and what she felt now was the rhythm of the law.

She looked at the lamp in Zhao Fuyun's hand. She felt that the lamp formed a flamboyant three-legged divine bird in the void. It was the same as the aura of Zhao Fuyun, unfathomable, with a sense of mystery and wildness as if born from ancient times.

She wondered if Zhao Fuyun had practiced some other magic, or if the rituals he performed on his magic weapons had affected his temperament.

The entire State of Zhao was illuminated at this moment, as if it were daybreak, and she could hear a commotion within the family.

Then, she saw Zhao Fuyun wrapped in golden light and moving towards the distance. She flew to a high place and saw that Chengze Mansion was already shrouded in flames.

"The Zhao family and the Zhao Kingdom are finished." This thought flashed through Huang Miaohua's mind.

Soon, people from the Huang family came to her house one after another to see her. She was now the one with the highest cultivation level and the broadest knowledge in the Huang family, so everyone came to ask her questions in a hurry.

Among them were her parents, uncles, and neighbors.

"Miaohua, did you see that? Do you know what happened?" An old lady asked nervously, holding Huang Miaohua's hand, and the others were watching nervously.

"Chengze Mansion has been burned down." Huang Miaohua did not intend to hide anything.

"Chengze Mansion? That's the former residence of the king. Are the people in the mansion okay?" the old lady asked again. "In my opinion, most of them were burned down." Huang Miaohua said again.

"This, this is revenge, so cruel. When the king comes back, he will never let this person go." An old man next to him said.

"Whether the king can survive remains to be seen," said Huang Miaohua.

They didn't know that the king had already returned to Chengze Mansion, but cultivators like Huang Miaohua saw the king's spiritual light fall into the city from the cave in the mountain.

For a moment, everyone looked at each other, shocked by Huang Miaohua's news.

"Then, then, then we..." Someone stuttered and wanted to say something, but couldn't express himself clearly for a moment.

"We will be fine. That man is not a person who kills indiscriminately. He may really be looking for revenge. We have no grudge against him, so there is no need to worry." Huang Miaohua said.

"Miaohua, do you know the barefoot man holding a lantern in the sky just now?" the old lady holding Huang Miaohua's hand asked urgently.

Huang Miaohua hesitated for a moment and said, "We have met a few times."

As soon as she finished speaking, an uncle beside her said, "Miaohua really has a wide range of friends. She actually knows such a person."

Huang Miaohua felt a little uncomfortable being praised, and couldn't help thinking: "Is it an honor to know Zhao Fuyun? Although he is indeed good-looking and has a good temperament, and is even better now, I, Huang Miaohua, practice uprightly, and I don't rely on knowing someone to gain face."

"I must do something big to let everyone know my ability as Huang Miaohua... But how come he became a golden elixir? I also want to form a golden elixir..."

People around her were praising her for knowing so many people, but her mind was changing all the time.
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Zhao Ze went all the way to a cave, which was called the Master's Mansion. The owner of the cave called himself the Blind Taoist, and Zhao Ze called him the Blind Master.

This cave was given by Zhao Ze. The person living in it can be said to be his benefactor, his friend, and also his teacher. He was able to form the elixir with the help of the other person. So when he gave the cave to the blind master, he personally carved the four words "Master's Cave Heaven".

"Master, help me."

Before entering the cave, Zhao Ze had already started shouting.

The barrier on the door of the master's cave was immediately opened. He went deeper into the cave and saw an old man sitting there.

The old man had white hair and beard. His white hair was as crystal clear as jade and shone with jade light, but his eyes seemed to be entangled in white.

The white color seemed to have solidified and was not a cloud.

“Master,…”

"Your Majesty, please be patient. I know you are anxious, but please don't be hasty for now. Calm down and speak slowly." The blind master stretched out a hand and placed it on the back of Zhao Ze's hand and said.

For some reason, Zhao Ze's originally flustered mood quickly calmed down because of these words, and his dazed mind was once again focused.

He couldn't help but take a deep breath and said, "Master, do you remember what I said before, that I have a wife with a mysterious origin, who is suspected to be born in the polar night, or a descendant of a god?"

The blind Taoist nodded and said, "You once said that you wanted to know her secret, so you tried to please her, brought her home, took her into your family, and had a child with her. All this was to get her secret."

"Master, your memory is correct. The Midnight Witch has died long ago, but the demon child she gave birth to has returned. He has mastered domineering fire magic and mysterious spells. He destroyed the Zhao family's ancestral magic treasure and burned down my mansion." Zhao Ze said.

He had always been on guard when interacting with the blind master. He offered him offerings but also kept on guard. However, after so many years, he found that the blind master was indeed a pure monk who practiced cultivation wholeheartedly. He would slowly ask him about some of the doubts in his heart, and he was able to get them answered. Gradually, he became less vigilant.

"This is actually true. How old is that demon boy? How could he be able to destroy your ancestral magic treasure?" The blind master seemed shocked.

"Yes, so I wonder if the secret of the witch has actually been passed on to the demon boy." Zhao Ze asked the old man in front of him.

The old man opened his white eyes, stroked his white beard, and asked slowly: "What secret are you talking about?"

"Descendants of gods must carry the blood of gods. It is said that people who carry the blood of gods are not restricted by realms and can break through without hindrance. They also have a strong understanding of certain aspects of the law." Zhao Ze said.

"Oh, how do you know this?" the blind master asked back.

"Master, you don't know that the ancestors of the Zhao family once attended the court of the Kingdom of God, so they have some understanding of the descendants of gods." Zhao Ze said.

The blind master nodded and said, "So that's how it is. There are many descendants of demon gods in the polar night. It is indeed possible that the people who came out of there are indeed."

　Ten minutes late. But everyone will say it's not a big deal, so please vote.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)