Lord Demon God Arrives [Transmigration Book]

"Master!" The little boy in white threw himself on Xuanyuan's calf, his big eyes were full of joy.

Xuanyuan smiled and leaned over, picked up the little boy skillfully, pinched his little face affectionately and said, "Are you good at home today?"

The little boy lowered his head shyly, and said in a childlike voice, "Ze'er listened to Master and read the "Ancient Legacy Scroll" through."

"Oh, is that so? Then as a teacher, I have to study it carefully later." Xuanyuan smiled and walked towards the hut with the little boy in his arms.

Qin Qian on the side of the road frowned slightly, Ze'er...could this little boy in white be Xize when he was a child?An unknown emotion flashed in the black eyes, and Qin Qian followed quickly.

Entering the hut, I saw that the layout of the house was exactly the same as Xi Ze's residence, even the placement of various small ornaments in the room was exactly the same.Qin Qian randomly found an open space and sat down cross-legged, staring thoughtfully at the phantom in front of him.

Xuanyuan carried the little boy to a low bench and put him down.The little boy let go of his hand, with a faint look of disappointment on his little face.It's just that this emotion was quickly covered up by him, and when Xuanyuan looked at him, he had already put on an obedient appearance.

Xuanyuan picked up a stack of thick bamboo slips from the low table, and randomly checked a few paragraphs from it. The little boy really answered the questions fluently, and Xuanyuan praised him again and again.

"Yes, it seems that you have lived up to your expectations as a teacher these few days." Xuanyuan smiled and patted the little boy's head.

The little boy raised his head, his big eyes were shining, obviously very happy.He ran into Xuanyuan's arms with small steps, put his arms around Xuanyuan's neck and tentatively said: "Master, is it true that Master is willing to take Ze'er out to play together when Ze'er becomes stronger?"

Smelling the scent of milk on the little boy in his arms, Xuanyuan smiled and approached the little boy's face, rubbing the tip of his nose against the little boy's nose: "Ze'er wants to hang out with Wei Shi?"

The little boy who was blushed by Xuanyuan's intimacy, lowered his head and buried himself in Xuanyuan's bosom, his voice was like a mosquito: "Well, Ze'er wants to be with Master, and doesn't want to be separated from Master."

When Xuanyuan heard the words, a trace of complexity flashed in his eyes.He patted the little boy on the back, and said slowly: "Master is very happy to be so dependent on Ze'er. But Ze'er is a man who stands up to heaven and earth, and will be separated from Master one day."

Hearing this, the little boy trembled, his hands immediately hugged Xuanyuan's neck, and his voice burst into tears: "Ze'er doesn't care, Ze'er doesn't want Master to leave!"

As the little boy spoke, he began to cry.He hugged Xuanyuan, crying until his shoulders twitched.

Xuanyuan panicked for a moment, quickly picked up the little boy and coaxed softly: "Okay, Master promises you that I won't be separated from you, okay? Ze'er, don't cry."

The little boy whose face was flushed from crying sobbed and raised his head, with tears still dripping from his big eyes: "Really? Master didn't lie to Ze'er?"

Xuanyuan helplessly wiped away the little boy's tears with his sleeve: "Of course, if a gentleman says a word, it's hard to follow."

The little boy smiled through his tears, sniffed and said, "Master must remember what he said today. If he doesn't keep his promise in the future, Ze'er will find Master even if he goes to heaven and earth."

Xuanyuan laughed: "Okay, okay, I'm really afraid of you as a teacher."

After that, all kinds of illusions are the bits and pieces of Xuanyuan and the little boy together.

In front of the wooden table, Xuanyuan hugged the little boy and taught him to write.

"Ze'er, these two characters are your name, Xi Ze. 'Xi' means the sunshine in the morning, and 'Ze' means grace, the meaning of grace. Master chose this name for you, hoping that you will be as bright as the sun. Be warm, benevolent to others, and be a free, happy, and kind-hearted god."

The little boy nodded, then suddenly looked up at Xuanyuan and said, "Then what is your name, Master? Xuanyuan, how do you write these two characters? What do they mean?"

Xuanyuan was stunned, and said with a smile: "Master's name? Literally, it can be understood as a wooden cart, without any deep meaning."

"Wooden cart?" The little boy put down the brush in his hand, and shyly leaned towards Xuanyuan's face to kiss, his big eyes filled with hope, "Master will be Ze'er's wooden cart in the future, okay?"

Xuanyuan pinched the little boy's face: "That's impossible, Master doesn't want to be a wooden cart for the rest of his life, hahaha~"

The scene changed, and in front of the hut, Xuanyuan was teaching the little boy to practice spells.

"Ze'er, the gesture of the kneading formula is wrong, it should be like this." At this time, Xuanyuan's face was serious and his eyes were sharp.

The little boy pursed his lips in a panic, and followed Xuanyuan's hand gestures to rehearse several complicated hand formulas from the beginning.However, I don't know whether it was because of being too nervous or something else, but I still made a few mistakes.

Xuanyuan shook his head, walked to the little boy and patiently guided him: "It's still not right, Ze'er, watch Master's movements carefully, and do it again."

After practicing many times, the little boy performed the gesture correctly.He breathed a sigh of relief, and was raising his head a little uneasy, when he saw a man walking not far away.

After the man said a few words to Xuanyuan, Xuanyuan turned his head and said to the little boy: "Ze'er, I have practiced here today, the master has something to go out, and I will come back tomorrow. Don't play around at home alone at night, rest early .” After finishing speaking, he left with the man.

The little boy stood where he was, looking at Xuanyuan's back, a look of loneliness appeared on his little face.

"Okay, Master." The little boy whispered, and walked towards the hut with his head down in frustration.

The little boy didn't obey Xuanyuan's instructions and went to bed early.Instead, he hugged the pillow and waited at the door of the hut with a small bench.Waiting from dusk to the top of the moon.

It was late at night, and the little boy was leaning against the door, his big eyes becoming more and more hazy due to sleepiness.Bit by bit, the little head was struggling between sleep and waking.Whenever he was about to fall asleep, he pinched his arm with his hand to force himself to wake up.

After waiting like this until midnight, the familiar sound of footsteps finally sounded outside the hut.

Xuanyuan looked at the little man guarding the door in surprise: "Ze'er?"

Hearing the sound, the little boy immediately stood up holding the pillow, his big eyes lit up: "Master!"

He threw away the pillow, and rushed towards Xuanyuan excitedly with his short legs, throwing himself into Xuanyuan's arms.

Xuanyuan hugged him, with helplessness in his eyes: "Why haven't you slept yet? Didn't the teacher say that he will come back the next day?"

The little boy hugged Xuanyuan's neck, buried his little head deeply in Xuanyuan's arms, smelled the familiar scent of clothes, his eyelids gradually became heavy, and his immature voice became smaller and smaller: "Well, wait Master, come back and sleep together." As he spoke, he closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Just fell asleep, those little hands were still tightly hugging Xuanyuan's neck, never letting go.

Xuanyuan shook his head with a smile, and walked into the house with the little boy in his arms.

In this way, the speed of memory phantom changes is getting faster and faster.From the beginning, a complete event, to only a certain fragment, and after that, only a certain picture appeared, presented one by one in front of Qin Qian like floating lights and flowing shadows.And the little boy in my memory has gradually grown from a two- or three-year-old child to a fourteen-year-old youth.

At a certain point, the memory illusion slowed down again.

At this time, Xuanyuan had already passed on the title of Tianjun to other clansmen, and he took the boy Xize to play around in the Three Realms.

Qin Qian, who has been watching from the sidelines, has a faint feeling that the source of everything is about to be revealed in front of him.

Why did Xuanyuan die, why did the Dragon Clan die, and why did Xize's temperament change so much that he became such a cold and heartless person today.All the mysteries will be solved here.

In a barren mountain in the human world, there are beautiful mountains and clear waters, and the cries of various birds echo in the valley.

Xuanyuan was lazily leaning on a rock, fishing by the river.The sun shone on his handsome face with a drowsy warmth.His eyes were lowered, and he fell asleep after a while.

Not far away, the young Xi Ze, who was drawing his portrait in front of a wooden table, shook his head helplessly and put down the brush in his hand.Squeezing the formula with his hands, he came to Xuanyuan's side in a flash.He bent down, took out a thin blanket from the Qiankun bag and carefully draped it over Xuanyuan's body, then sat beside Xuanyuan, letting Xuanyuan's head rest on his shoulder.

Carefully, for fear of accidentally waking Xuanyuan up.

After finishing everything, Xize turned his head slightly, looking at Xuanyuan who was sleeping soundly, with peaceful and soft eyes.It's like looking at your most cherished treasure, unable to look away for a long time.

This warmth didn't last long, after a while, a familiar figure descended from the sky and came in front of Xize and Xuanyuan.

Qin Qian's eyes froze, Yuanshi Tianzun? !

At this time, the Yuanshi Tianzun is slightly younger than the Tianzun in the real world. He looks more than 50 years old, and there are still a few black hairs in his white hair, but he is still wearing the worn-out patched suit. Taoist robe, holding a compass in his hand.

Xi Ze looked up at Yuanshi Tianzun, put his hand to his lips and made a silence gesture, and said in his consciousness: "Xize pays homage to Tianzun. If Tianzun has something to do, please tell Xi Ze directly. After Master wakes up, Xi Ze Zezi will pass it on to him."

Yuanshi Tianzun's face was a little heavy.He shook his head, and replied in his spiritual consciousness: "This matter is of great importance, so it's hard to tell you."

Without waiting for Xize's reaction, he flicked his sleeves, and a gust of wind blew up instantly, rushing towards Xuanyuan.Xuanyuan, who was soundly asleep, woke up suddenly.He sat up and rubbed the center of his brows. Seeing Yuanshi Tianzun's complexion was not good, he couldn't help laughing and said, "Brother Qingxuan, what happened to you?"

Yuanshi Tianzun sighed, glanced at Xi Ze meaningfully, and said something directly to Xuanyuan in his spiritual consciousness.

Xuanyuan, who had a smile on his face, suddenly sank.He stood up quickly, handed the thin blanket to Xize and said, "Ze'er, I have to go to the heavens because I have something to do as a teacher. After finishing my work, I will... come to you."

Seeing that Xuanyuan was about to leave, Xize hurriedly reached out to grab his sleeve and said, "Master, can you take Ze'er with you? Now that Ze'er has achieved a little success in magic, I also want to do my part for Master."

Xuanyuan was silent for a moment, then waved Xize's hand away and said, "This matter is of great importance, Ze'er, you can't help. Well, just listen to Master's words, just stay here obediently and wait to be your teacher."

With that said, he turned around and left with Yuanshi Tianzun in a hurry, leaving Xize alone in the valley.Who knows that this farewell is actually farewell.

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angel "Think about the sunrise" Lei, and the little angels "Taoyao", "Mo Sheng" and "Snow Shadow Blue Wind Ningmoxuan" for sending the nutrient solution, okay~( =ˇωˇ=)