Chapter nine hundred and thirty second, the real Jiarou
Almost no human beings know this.
Even in the ancient country of Ten Thousand Immortals, there are not many immortals who know the true face of the Immortal King.
Who can guess?
The master of the ancient country of Ten Thousand Immortals and the kings of countless immortals turned out to be the image of a human woman.
In the world in the pot, everyone also saw everything that was happening outside through Rosen.
"Xian Ji! It's Xian Ji!"
Qu Zhongxuan fell to the ground in a daze, crying and laughing, unable to laugh, and acting a little crazy, constantly muttering something in his mouth.
His lifelong wish was to enter the ancient country of Ten Thousand Immortals to find the legendary creature - Xian Ji.
According to legend, Xian Ji is very beautiful and has a prosperous face that is irresistible to all living beings.
He has been working hard for this purpose.
Everyone knows this very well.
So he recognized the moment he saw the true appearance of the Immortal King. With such a peerless and powerful realm, who else could there be besides the legendary Immortal Girl?
"This world is so magical." Qu Zhongxuan's eyes were lost: "The dream I have pursued for the rest of my life is actually my friend's mother?"
Everyone was speechless when they saw Qu Zhongxuan like this.
Although they were also shocked, they were not so exaggerated.
Qu Zhantian covered his face and felt a little ashamed that the Qu family had such descendants.
In addition to the world in the pot, Luo Sen also learned about this through Qu Zhongxuan, and it was really difficult to calm down.
After all, there are many emperor-level creatures from ancient times to the present.
The records of Xian Ji are extremely old.
Even if the emperor-level creatures have a very long lifespan, they will die. The fairy girl in front of them is obviously not the fairy girl in the ancient records.
Perhaps it was reborn between heaven and earth.
Jiarou was stunned for a long time and stuttered: "You..."
"What's wrong?" Xian Ji's voice lost the cover of the fairy light and returned to its original appearance. It looked very soft and comfortable.
"You are...my mother?"
"That's natural." Xian Ji slowly stretched out a finger, and the fairy spirit's aura condensed: "Our power is so compatible and close."
Jiarou felt that the immortal power surged out uncontrollably, and it was really easy to blend with the other party's power.
The origins come from the same origin.
There is no doubt.
The originally imagined ferocious immortal king suddenly became such a gentle woman. Jiarou was caught off guard. She was silent for a moment and asked, "Who is my father?"
"Hmm?" Xian Ji frowned.
Even if you frown, you will show your charming beauty.
"Just a hateful human." Xian Ji said softly: "You must have suffered a lot of grievances over the years. My mother will not let anyone bully you in the future."
Everyone was shocked again.
A hateful human?
Rosen swallowed, indicating that his brain was not enough.
How many humans in the world can be worthy of the Immortal Girl?
Luo Sen thought of Li Wuyuan once said that decades ago, a naughty student broke into the Ancient Kingdom of Ten Thousand Immortals and returned a long time ago. He even wrote a travel note to record his experience.
And that student, named Li Shi, later became the emperor of the Yinlong Chronicle.
So to put it...
The old emperor is indeed Jiarou's biological father.
This can also explain why Jiarou was able to practice "Dragon Emperor's Art" because she is not only the daughter of the Immortal King, but also inherited the top bloodline of the Hidden Dragon Chronicle.
No wonder the old emperor wanted to sneak into the ancient country of Ten Thousand Immortals and steal the daughter of the Immortal King.
Rosen had guessed a lot.
Stealing someone else's daughter is a very immoral matter. Obviously, the old emperor's move must have unknown secrets, but now it seems that the reason may be very simple.
He just wanted to see his daughter.
No wonder the Immortal King came to the world and just cursed the old emperor, instead of killing him directly, because the two of them had an unclearable past.
Everything is clear.
Jiarou also figured out all this and felt a little more glad. Fortunately, I was still the daughter of my father, and there was nothing wrong with this.
She said unhappily: "The father has never let me suffer any grievances over the years, and no one dares to bully me."
"Is that so, what's going on with this dirty dragon energy? It actually uses the dragon energy to suppress the blood of the Immortal King in your body. Do you know that this is very dangerous?" Xian Ji was a little dissatisfied.
Conflicts of power are very likely to cause major consequences.
Jiarou retorted: "I learned the Dragon Emperor's Art secretly and has nothing to do with my father."
"Then why didn't he stop you? I know him too well. He likes to control everything. Can you hide this secret from him?"
Jiarou was silent when she heard this.
I used to naively think that I had hidden it very well.
But now I think about it, it was indeed the father who was secretly indulging himself.
"He is just a selfish person." Xian Ji said softly: "Now let me help you clear away the turbid air in the world and completely restore your original appearance."
"What." Jiarou didn't react, but Xianji's finger had already touched Jiarou's forehead.
The fairy light shines.
Jiarou felt an unparalleled power emerge in her body.
Her temperament became ethereal and drifty.
The eyes foster fairy light, and everything changed.
At the same time, the origin also underwent a huge change. The former spiritual sea seemed to have turned into a high-rise divine pagoda, filled with pure and traceless fairy light.
Traces of the world were cut off one by one.
Jiarou felt as if she had lost something, something was like a kite with a broken string, floating further and further away, but she had no idea of recovering it.
She instinctively felt that this was wrong, but it could not stop it.
Finally, the fairy light converged.
Jiarou lost all the turbid air in her body, becoming noble and pure, and a strange indifference was revealed in her beauty.
"Jiarou..." Luo Sen looked at the strange eyes and felt extremely painful in his heart.
Xian Ji said with satisfaction: "I didn't cut off your memory, I just let your origin completely awaken. You are the real you now."
"Thank you, mother." Jiarou said softly.
Even the sound seemed to turn into a clear spring above the snow, clear and traceless, but it was also cold and cold.
All the memories are there, but that feeling is amazing.
It’s like watching a long and boring old movie, and I can’t feel any turbulence in my heart.
Luo Sen cursed angrily: "What did you do to Jiarou!"
"Hmph." Xian Ji was too lazy to answer: "I promised you not to do it, but you can."
Jiarou said calmly: "Let them go. Since it is a past event, just don't listen."
So, Xian Ji turned into two rays of light and disappeared into the air.
Rosen sat on the ground in frustration.
The result was still like this.
Di Linglong walked over and sighed: "Let's go."
Luo Sen looked up blankly, his pupils were a little out of focus.
"I can always think of a solution, Jiarou is not dead." Di Linglong said: "The memory is still there, so I'm going to find a way to awaken my feelings."