Memories are beautiful, but reality is cruel.

Soon, Zhang Ruochen woke up from his memories and slowly put down his swallow pendant.

"Chi Yao, Chi Yao, it's been eight hundred years. Why do you keep it by your side like such a cold-blooded and ruthless woman?" Zhang Ruochen's hands were tightly pinching.

In the swallow's pendant, Zhang Ruochen sensed a huge force of the great sage, which contained a faint divine power on its surface.

That is Chi Yao's power.

It can be seen that Chi Yao has been wearing this swallow on her for eight hundred years.

It is precisely because of the great sage power and divine power on her that Yan Zipeng has changed in this way.

Chi Konglei saw that Zhang Ruochen's eyes were gloomy and sunny, sometimes soft, sometimes cold, sometimes angry... At this moment, Zhang Ruochen was not as calm as he had fought against the kings of the heaven world before, and his emotions fluctuated too much.

Chi Kongle stretched out a crystal white little hand, shook it in front of Zhang Ruochen's eyes, and whispered: "What's wrong with you?"

Gradually, Zhang Ruochen's eyes became sharp and he said, "It was Chi Yao who handed this jade pendant to you?"

"The Queen is a God, how can you call her name directly?"

Chi Kongle respects Queen Chi Yao very much and is a little dissatisfied with Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen snorted lightly, turned around, sat back on the cushion, and said, "If you want to kill me, it's better to take action now. If my holy energy has recovered halfway, you will never have a chance to take action."

Zhang Ruochen groped in the space ring, took out a small bottle carved from holy jade, opened the bottle cap and sniffed it, and then drank the liquid inside.

That is the marrow liquid refined from the bone marrow of the eighth-level wild beast, which can quickly replenish the mental power consumed by the monks.

It is also one of the spoils that Zhang Ruochen found from the storage vessel of a elves spiritual power holy king.

Chi Kongle did not make a sword, and had a pair of beautiful starry eyes as beautiful as pearls. He looked at Zhang Ruochen's handsome face carefully, pursed his lips, and said, "This is your true appearance. Have you not used the Invisible and Invisible Thirty-Six Changes?"

Zhang Ruochen said: "That's right."

"Why……"

Chi Kongle blurted out, but immediately paused.

Zhang Ruochen could hear that her heartbeat increased a lot, so he said, "You want to ask, why do we look so similar?"

"Yes." Chi Kongle nodded.

Zhang Ruochen said: "You should ask the Queen of this question, not me."

Chi Kongle took a few steps forward, walked to Zhang Ruochen, and said, "Then why did you save me and my brother repeatedly? If I was not wrong, when you first activated the power of lotus and attacked the kings of the heavenly realm, your mental power had been severely exhausted. In this case, why do you have to save two enemies?"

Zhang Ruochen did not expect that Chi Kongle was quite meticulous at such a young age.

"Do you really want to know the answer?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Chi Kongle hesitated, as if he was worried and afraid of something. After a while, his eyes became firm and he said, "Please tell me."

"Come here."

Zhang Ruochen's eyes gradually became much softer.

For some reason, Chi Kongle slowly approached the past, but he was still holding the holy sword in his hand and stopped when he was three steps away from Zhang Ruochen.

"Sit down!"

Zhang Ruochen took a cushion and handed it to her.

Chi Kongle sat opposite Zhang Ruochen, with a well-behaved face, a small figure, and a flashing eyes, but the holy sword she was holding was still stained with blood.

It was a little girl of eleven or twelve years old, but she raised the sword of killing early.

Zhang Ruochen sighed long and said, "Is Yan Zi Pei given to you by Chi Yao?"

"Um."

Chi Kongle responded softly and said, "Brother has one too."

"Do you know how to use the power of Swallow Pear?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Chi Kongle nodded, then shook his head again, and said, "I only know that if you wear it on your body, the holy energy of heaven and earth will automatically gather towards me. When practicing, you can concentrate your mind and calm your mind, nourish my spiritual power and consolidate your holy soul. In short, it has endless magical uses."

Zhang Ruochen shook his head and said, "It seems that Chi Yao hasn't told you how to use the true power of Yan Zipeng."

"Wow—"

As soon as the fingers moved, a complex inscription fell on the swallow's porch.

The inscription was like a key, opening an invisible door.

Suddenly, the swallow peach burst out with dazzling light, and a breath of ancient and huge power surged, wrapping Chi Kongle.

"This power is so powerful... is it the power of God?" Chi Kongle was quite surprised.

The Swallow Pendant is a treasure passed down from the Zhang family. In the past, Zhang Ruochen only knew that the jade pendant contained powerful power, but he did not know what that power was.

Now, Zhang Ruochen's cultivation has reached the level of a Saint King, and has once again triggered that power and finally understood.

The mysterious power in the jade pendant is indeed the power of God.

Could it be... Yan Zipei is a thing left by the ancestor of the Zhang family, "Da Zun of the Ming King"?

Zhang Ruochen said: "Your mental power has been imprinted on the swallow puppet, right?"

"Yes, how do you know?" Chi Kongle asked.

Zhang Ruochen did not reply to her and said, "Calling the power of the Swallow Pear can form a powerful defense, which is to wrap your light. The more power you trigger, the stronger the defense will be. Of course, if you use mental power to control it, you can also borrow the power of the Swallow Pear to burst out quickly."

"Yeah?"

Chi Kongle closed his eyes and released his mental power.

"Swish."

A white light flashed, and Chi Kongle's figure disappeared into the ancient temple.

Even ordinary saints are beyond the reach of that speed.

Chi Kongle tested for half a quarter of an hour before returning to the ancient temple. He was still a little surprised and incredible.

You know, she is just a saint of Xuanhuang Realm now, but the speed of bursting out is that even a single step of the Holy King may not be able to catch up with her.

Zhang Ruochen threw out a small holy jade bottle and said, "Let's go."

Chi Kongle took the bottle and asked curiously: "What...what..."

Suddenly, her eyes became dizzy, her brain was drowsy, her heart was very painful, and she looked shaky.

"Using the power of the swallow's penis will consume a lot of mental power. The bottle contains the bone marrow and marrow liquid of the eighth-level wild beast, which can quickly restore your mental power." Zhang Ruochen said.

Chi Kongle drank a drop and quickly sat cross-legged on the ground to regulate his breathing.

Zhang Ruochen nodded. Although Chi Kongle was young, she was not panicked at all when she encountered something. With her current mental strength, she could only bear the power contained in a drop of marrow fluid.

Her judgment was very accurate.

When Chi Kongle opened his eyes again, Zhang Ruochen's mental power had recovered a little and became quite full.

"Do you want to learn the inscription that opens the power of the swallow peach?" Zhang Ruochen said.

Chi Kongle looked at Zhang Ruochen's eyes and became a little different. He tapped his pointed chin and said, "Can you teach me?"

“As long as you want to learn…”

“I want to learn.”

Zhang Ruochen stared at her deeply, then took out two inscription pens, handed one to her.

Chi Kongle put away the holy sword, held the inscription pen, and squatted beside Zhang Ruochen like a gentle kitten.

Under the light.

Zhang Ruochen drew a stroke, and she drew a stroke.

The picture was extremely warm, like a little girl who was learning to write with her father, and was very focused. From time to time, she would raise her head and secretly stare at Zhang Ruochen's serious eyes.

A very complex inscription pattern, an ordinary spiritual monk may not be able to learn even if he studied for three months.

However, Chi Kongle's understanding was amazing and it took only half an hour to fully grasp it.

Looking at the inscriptions carved by Chi Kongle on the swallow's pants, Zhang Ruochen showed a satisfied smile on his face. He couldn't help but stretch out a hand, patted her head, and said, "Very good."

Chi Kongle did not hide, hesitated for a long time, and finally said it, saying, "The Queen said that Yan Zipei is my father's relic."

Zhang Ruochen's hand stopped suddenly and said, "It's right that she said that."

"You are...my father?"

Chi Kongle's lips trembled, waiting for Zhang Ruochen's answer.

There are both some expectations and some fear.

In fact, Zhang Ruochen would rather Chi Kongle treat him as his enemy than let her know the truth.

Because the truth is even more cruel, it will only make her more painful.

He can bear this pain alone.

However, since Chi Kongle was so smart and guessed the truth, Zhang Ruochen didn't intend to hide it from her. He smiled bitterly: "Kong Le is the name of a mountain. It is located outside Shengming City. Standing on the top of the mountain, you can see all the lights of thousands of homes, the scenery is infinite, and you can see all the mountains, rivers and rivers."
To be continued...