Zhu Tian: Starting from the World of Zongwu

She winked playfully at Song Xuan, "Sir, this handsome young man, could it be that you are the destined one my sister mentioned?"

"Xiao Qing!"

The woman in white glared at her coquettishly, then looked at Song Xuan awkwardly, "I'm sorry to have embarrassed you. My sister has been a bit outspoken since we met. It's my fault for not educating her well."

Song Xuan waved his hand and said, "That's fine. My sister is sometimes so innocent and naive, and she is still pure by nature."

The woman in white smiled gently, hesitated for a moment, and finally mustered up the courage to ask, "You, don't remember me?"

Song Xuan was slightly stunned?

what's the situation?

Should I know you?

Song Qian had a look of excitement on her face. If she hadn't come to the Wanling Continent with her brother, she might have really thought that her brother had abandoned the girl.

"Who are you, young lady?"

The white-clothed woman's eyes dimmed when she heard this, revealing a hint of sadness. "My last name is Bai, Bai Suzhen. You gave me this name back then.

After more than a thousand years of separation, you already don’t remember me…”

Chapter 754: You don’t know me, right? Okay, just wait!

West Lake beauty in March

Spring rain is like wine, willows are like smoke~

When Song Xuan heard the three words "Bai Suzhen", these two lines of lyrics inexplicably emerged in his mind.

He is very familiar with this name, but the problem is, although he is familiar with it, girl, this is the first time we meet, so please don’t say anything careless!

However, Victoria Song, upon hearing the name, said with surprise, "Are you Bai Suzhen?"

Bai Suzhen was startled and asked in surprise, "Sister, do you know me?"

"I know that very well!"

Song Qian's expression suddenly warmed up, "My brother has written stories about you in the storybooks he has been writing since he was a child. I thought they were all fictional characters, but I didn't expect you to actually appear alive.

It was such a surprise!"

She said she was surprised, but there was not much surprise in her eyes.

Ever since I saw the undead knight Ning Caichen and the female ghost Xiaoqian in the A Chinese Ghost Story, I now see the characters in The Legend of White Snake. Although I feel a little surprised, I don’t find it strange.

Bai Suzhen's face lit up with joy. "Your brother has written my story into a storybook? How did he write it? Can you show me?"

Song Qian glanced at her brother out of the corner of her eye, but seeing that he looked calm and didn't react at all, she knew what was going on.

The story is a story, but I guess my brother and this Bai Suzhen had no connection at all before.

She shrugged and said regretfully, "It's been too long. I lost it and can't find it anymore."

Bai Suzhen turned away in disappointment, her gaze falling on Song Xuan again. "Since you wrote my story, why do you say you don't remember me?"

Song Xuan looked calm, but at this moment in his sea of ​​consciousness, his soul was frantically deducing the cause and effect. Soon, a more logical possibility emerged in his mind.

He had no connection with Bai Suzhen, but his previous life, the Lord God Xuantian, was very likely to have known this woman.

But it is hard to say whether this intersection is good or bad. Until the situation becomes clear, he plans to postpone it.

After a moment of hesitation, he slowly said, "Miss, you may have misunderstood me. I really don't know you.

I once used the method of dreaming of a thousand years to dream into the three thousand worlds, observe all living beings, and understand the operation of the Tao.

After waking up from the dream, I felt something in my heart, so I wrote down some interesting stories in the dream into a storybook.

But there is actually no intersection between you and me!"

"Is that so?" Bai Suzhen stared at Song Xuan's sincere face, trying to find a clue from his expression.

But unfortunately, with Lord Song's character and thick skin, you may not believe him when he tells the truth, but when he tells lies, they sound more like the truth than the truth, and you can't help but believe them.

Finally, Bai Suzhen showed disappointment and sighed, "It seems that you really don't remember me, sir, or you just treat it as a dispensable dream."

As she spoke, she pulled the green-clothed woman beside her to her feet, bowed to Song Xuanying, and said, "Since that's the case, I won't bother you any more. Please stop by along the way, and we'll leave now."

As she spoke, she tugged at the dazed woman in green, "Xiaoqing, let's go!"

At the stern of the boat, Heishan turned his head and saw Song Xuan nod slightly, then he stopped the cruise boat at the shore.

Bai Suzhen walked to the shore without saying a word, turned her head to look at Song Xuan, and seeing that he had no intention of keeping her, she waved her sleeves and strode away. In an instant, she disappeared into the crowd.

Watching the two women leave, Song Xuan waved to Heishan, "Let's go, to the imperial capital, Xicheng District!"

...

"Sister, you really recognized the wrong person. That Mr. Song is not the person you are looking for?"

Xiaoqing was confused. Her sister was so happy when she saw Master Song on the shore, but why did he act as if he didn't recognize her after they got on the boat?

Did he really make a mistake?

Bai Suzhen's face was a little cold, and she snorted, "Although his appearance has changed, his soul aura has not changed. I would recognize him even if he turned into ashes!"

"Uh..."

Xiao Qing smacked her lips and laughed, "Sister, although I know you want to express your affirmation, but even if you turn into ash, you can recognize such words. They are not used here, right?"

"No difference!"

Bai Suzhen took a deep breath and said, "Xiaoqing, tell me, are people's hearts really that changeable?

Back then, he clearly made a promise that I would go find him after I achieved great enlightenment, but now that I've found him, he says he doesn't recognize me."

As she spoke, she looked herself up and down with some uncertainty, "Or is it that I look too ugly after transforming, and that I am a disgrace to his identity?"

Xiaoqing comforted her, "Sister, think positively. Maybe it has nothing to do with your appearance. It's simply that Mr. Song forgot."

Bai Suzhen was silent.

"You mean, he doesn't take me seriously at all?"

"Oh, that's not what I meant. Didn't Mr. Song say that he used the dream-entering method to enter the Three Thousand Worlds, met many people, and saw many things.

What you think is a major event that has affected your life may just be a dream in his eyes.

Who would take the promises made in a dream seriously? "

Bai Suzhen thought about it seriously and said, "What you said makes sense!"

Xiaoqing said with a look of relief, "So, sister, have you come to terms with it? Since Young Master Song doesn't take this matter seriously, then this matter is over. Let's return to Qingcheng Mountain to continue our cultivation, shall we?"

"No!"

Bai Suzhen shook her head, "Let's go to the imperial capital!"

"Why go to the Imperial Capital? I feel depressed even from such a distance. It's too unfriendly for us demon cultivators."

“Go buy a house and settle down!”

Bai Suzhen said with a firm face: "I want him to understand that it was not just a dream, but a belief that runs through my life!

For his promise, I have come this far.

How can it be over just by him saying "forget it"?

Xiaoqing sighed. Her sister was good in every way. She didn't have the fierce and ruthless aura that a demon cultivator should have. But there was one thing that was not good about her. She was a little stubborn and would not listen to anyone's opinions when she got stubborn.

Helplessly, she could only wave her hand and said, "Let's go, let's go buy a house. I heard that houses in the Song Dynasty capital are extremely expensive. I don't know if the spiritual stones we dug in Qingcheng Mountain are enough."

...

The boat continues along the river.

Strangely enough, after the sisters Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing left, the heavy rain stopped. The rain came quickly and went away quickly.

Victoria Song stood at the bow, gazing into the sky with one hand behind her back. The sky and earth seemed hazy and all things converged into one, giving her the demeanor of a peerless master.

"It rains when she comes and clears up when she leaves. There's something unusual about that woman!"

"Brother, is he the debt of love you incurred in your previous life?"

Song Xuan shook his head. "It's unlikely. I don't know about my past life, but I know myself. Besides people..."

He hesitated for a moment. He probably wouldn't be interested in fox demons, cat girls, bunny girls, snake spirits, etc., right?

Chapter 755 Lord Song arrives in the imperial capital!

"Why, you're already losing confidence, aren't you?"

Victoria Song laughed and said, "Don't mention it, her figure and temperament are really similar to Sister Qingxue. It seems that you like this type in your past and present lives."

Song Xuan waved his hand, "Based on her behavior just now, even if I had some interactions with her in my previous life and made some promises to her, those promises should have nothing to do with love between a man and a woman.

The cause and effect of this matter are still unclear, so there's no need to delve into it. Let's wait and see how the other party reacts."

For Song Xuan, he is not afraid of cause and effect, but what he fears most is the debt of love.

For other causes and effects, he can exchange benefits or eradicate the problem completely. There is always a solution.

The only difference is that when it comes to debts of love, he is not a ruthless person after all, and cannot completely cut off all emotions and emotions.

So from the very beginning, apart from Yao Yue, he tried his best to control himself from developing feelings for other women, but even so, during the Great Zhou Dynasty, it was inevitable that he had a few more beauties.

At Song Xuan's current level, he has long been indifferent to women. Even though Bai Suzhen is indeed stunningly beautiful, in his eyes, she is no different from an ordinary woman.

It couldn't cause any fluctuation in his mood at all.

If the name Bai Suzhen was not indeed special, if a beautiful woman suddenly came and said to him, "I have waited for you for more than a thousand years, and we are indeed destined to be together," Song Xuan's first reaction would definitely be to strike with a sword.

Monster, take my sword first. If you can withstand it, then we can talk about where this fate of more than a thousand years came from.

I'm making up stories and drawing big pie in the sky in front of you, Lord Song. I've drawn more pie in the sky than you've ever seen!

...

After passing the outer city, the imperial capital finally began to bustle.

The streets along the river are lined with shops, restaurants, teahouses, weapon refineries, and alchemy pavilions. There are also casual cultivators setting up stalls and artisans performing talisman techniques...

After passing the outer city and going further inward, you will reach the real imperial capital. Song Xuan is going to the West City District of the imperial capital.

There is a saying among the Emperors of Song Dynasty.

West City is expensive, East City is rich, North City is cheap, and South City is poor.

As the name suggests, Xicheng is the place where only high-ranking officials, princes and nobles in the imperial capital live. Many government offices and institutions are also established in Xicheng District. It is also the most majestic place in the entire imperial capital besides the imperial palace.

Dongcheng is a place that only wealthy people can afford to live in. Owning a house there is the dream of countless cultivators in the entire Daosong territory.

Those who can live here are either independent cultivators with considerable wealth, or those who have the support of sects, or they are cultivation families running chambers of commerce. The imperial capital's cultivator trading places and the headquarters of major chambers of commerce are basically all located here.

The properties in Nancheng are not allowed to be bought and sold and can only be passed down from generation to generation. The residents are ordinary people and some low-level monks. Most of them are native residents of the imperial capital. They don’t have much ability, but they are lucky. Dao Song established its country here, and they were lucky enough to become residents of the imperial capital.

Taking advantage of their advantageous geographical location, most of them run small businesses. Although they seem poor in the eyes of Dongcheng residents, they live a relatively comfortable life.

But North City is more special.

There, there is a mixed crowd, mostly gathering places for foreign races. It is also the largest slave market in the entire Dao Song court. The needs of buying and selling mounts, spirit beasts, raising foreign slaves, etc. can all be met here.

As for the brothels in the cultivation world, they can be seen everywhere here. They are also places where dignitaries often go, and they are extremely lively.

...

When we arrived at the West City, the streets were visibly wider. There were not many pedestrians on the road. Occasionally, some officials in a hurry would pass by on the streets riding on their spirit beasts.

After getting off the cruise ship, Song Xuan and his sister walked side by side, followed by one or two big men named Heishan and Gudao. They attracted a lot of attention as they walked on the road.

At the city gate, a young man was sitting in a carriage, sticking his head out to look around. When he saw Song Xuan's appearance, he exclaimed and shouted excitedly into the carriage.

"Mom, look, when I grow up, will I be as handsome as that big brother?"

Inside the car, a graceful young woman stuck her head out. When she saw Song Xuan, her eyes first lit up, and then she shook her head with some regret, "There's no chance at all. When you grow up, you'll only look like your father!"

The little boy was stunned for a moment, then burst into tears, "My dad is so ugly, will I be that ugly when I grow up?"

The woman quickly comforted him, "It's not that serious, your father is not that ugly."

The boy blinked, not quite understanding what it meant.

However, Victoria Song, listening to the conversation between the mother and the daughter, couldn't help but burst out laughing.