As soon as Xu Changqing's voice fell, a strange smile suddenly appeared on the face of the Sun King Indi, and then he saw a dazzling light burst out from his body, instantly covering the entire plain. Xu Changqing thought that the other party was going to take action, so he quickly gathered the sword energy around him to form Wanren Sword Mountain, be careful. But soon he knew that he had made a mistake, and the other party's light had no intention of attacking. Instead, he felt a cool feeling of cleaning the body and mind like a clear spring. At the same time, the small sun in his forehead, the divine light eye seemed to be triggered by the light, and a sun divine fire surged out from the divine eye. A sun light ball with three-legged golden crow faintly appeared on his head.

"Huh!" When the sunlight ball appeared, a sound of suspicion came from the center of the surrounding light, but this time the sound was not the sound of the Sun King Indi before, but the voice of a very enchanting woman. Then, the dazzling light around quickly dissipated and retreated. When everything returned to normal, Xu Changqing looked at the person in front of him in shock. The strong emotions and memories that surged out from the human dragon soul, and even suppressed the ruthless heart of the Zhenwu Demon Sword Spirit, which made his cold face show an excited expression, and he couldn't help calling: "Xihe! Is it you! It's you?"

The sun king Indy, which was originally standing in front of me, was no longer there. Instead, it was replaced by a woman wearing a colorful shiny veil and extremely graceful beauty. The most special thing was that there were ten golden crow suns similar to Xu Changqing's head surrounded by the woman's head. The appearance of this woman and the name that emerged from her inherited memory made Xu Changqing immediately understand that the woman standing in front of me was Xihe, the mother of the sun that was conceived by the Chinese mythology.

Among the myths and legends of China, there are countless legends related to Xihe. Even in ancient books in the world of practice, there are different statements, but most of them have two common points. One is that Xihe is born ten days, and the other is that Xihe is in charge of the sun, moon, and stars. No matter how inconsistent the legends are, it is undeniable that in Chinese myths, Xihe is one of the few goddesses who can compete with Nuwa Houtu.

Although Xihe's identity shocked Xu Changqing, most of them were not Xu Changqing's original intention. After all, after experiencing the incident in the underworld, he had already had quite strong immunity to these gods that only appeared in the legend. What really made him feel abnormal in his heart was from the part of the memory of Xing, the head of the ancient wild dragon. It seemed that Xing had an extremely strong relationship between men and women for the Mother of the Sun in front of him. Even so strong that the incomplete memory alone was enough to affect the ruthless heart of Zhenwu Demon Sword.

Hearing Xu Changqing say her identity, and the language mixed with the familiar emotions that made her feel familiar, Xihe's face also showed a look of doubt on her face. Suddenly she seemed to remember something. Her expression was a little surprised. She stepped forward and asked in a deep voice: "Cultivator, which ancient dragon clan inheritance are you accepting?"

I didn't feel it just now. After Xihe approached, Xu Changqing realized that her body was incomplete. Even if she had to raise her head, she could look at him. The pressure of heavenly powers emitted from Xihe was concentrated on him at this moment. This feeling of suppression seemed to anger the heart of the sword sword, the main body of the Zhenwu Demon Sword Sword. The pride sword energy was emitted from the soul. The emotion that affected Xu Changqing's body and mind was instantly dispersed. His expression also returned to a cold look. The ten thousand-ren sword energy on his body merged into one, forming an auspicious sword that surged into the sky, forcing the pressure Xihe brought to him back.

"Baohuang Sword?" Xihe saw the origin of Xu Changqing's sword energy at a glance. His originally tense expression also softened, and his eyes also showed a look of loss. The pressure aura on his body suddenly retracted, his body retreated continuously, sat back on the ** golden chair, and murmured: "The Baohuang Sword was taken away by Xing, and now you have obtained the Baohuang Sword. With the power of the ancient dragon on your body, the inheritance of the ancient dragon clan you accepted seemed to be from Xing! Unexpectedly, my worst guess has become reality now, and even Xing has fallen. Could it be that my arrangements for thousands of years have been completely useless?"

Looking at Xihe who showed a decadent look, Xu Changqing felt like she was like a helpless little sister. The urge to step forward to comfort her came out of the human dragon soul, instantly breaking through the block of the ruthless heart, and soon spread throughout his body. At this time, he couldn't help but walk forward, raised his hand very naturally and placed it on Xihe's lowered head, gently stroked her head. His thumb hit the wrinkles on her forehead. He said softly: "Little sister, don't worry, I'll hold on to the sky falling!"

As soon as the words fell, Xihe was not angry because of Xu Changqing's overpassing behavior, but instead showed an even more surprised expression. He stared at Xu Changqing, as if he wanted to find something on him. On the other hand, Xu Changqing was also stunned. His actions and mood just now were not his intentions. When the impulsive feeling retreated, all he left was embarrassment and helplessness. He quickly calmed down and did not explain much. He pulled back and retreated, and his mind was restrained. He used the method of refining the heart in the Destruction Sword Technique to occupy the entire purple palace of the atrium with a ruthless heart, wrapping the human dragon soul, completely isolating the connection with the prehistoric body.

Although at the beginning, Xu Changqing also felt that the memory of self-punishment, the soul and essence and blood were very abnormal, but he didn't care too much, just let everything go naturally. However, he did not expect that this abnormality was far beyond his expectations. It gradually affected his mind and then spread to his body, causing him to make completely unexpected moves, and he had a momentum to turn against the enemy. Fortunately, there was no main soul consciousness in these inheritance. After Xu Changqing isolated the dragon soul who had obtained knowledge and soul from the prehistoric body that had obtained essence and blood, this abnormality was completely calmed down.

Just as Xu Changqing solved the abnormality in his body, Xihe also returned to his calmness. After looking at Xu Changqing for a long time, he slowly said: "Cultivator, since you can come here, I believe that the two feathered snake god statues I left on earth have been obtained by you, right?"

"You stayed in the world?" Xu Changqing, who had calmed down, immediately heard a clue from Xihe's words and said, "It turns out that the two feathered snake god golden statues were deliberately released from here! It seems that the original intention of Zunjia was to use the two parts of the incomplete divine realm origin in the golden statue as bait to attract some people here, but the person you want to attract did not come, but he attracted me, an outsider."

"Outsider? Humph, since you have obtained the inheritance of punishment, you are no longer an outsider." Xihe snorted coldly and said, "You can obtain so many treasures from ancient innate gods, and then cultivate to the realm of Golden Immortals at such a young age. This means that you are a chosen person, but looking at your appearance, you don't seem to know what you will do in the future? I guess those guys have also concealed you too!"
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