what's wrong

Chen Xuzhi stared blankly at the old man in front of him.

What the other party said kept echoing in his ears, like a bell in the morning and a drum in the evening. In a trance, a basin of cold water poured from head to toe, directly waking him up.

For a moment, shame and resentment flooded my heart.

Chen Xuzhi felt that he was humiliated by the person in front of him.

The other party told him with an understatement attitude and a calm and open-minded tone: Young man, you are still a little tender if you want to guess what I am thinking.

With a click, the image of Jiancheng originally conjectured in Chen Xuzhi's mind collapsed. The Jiancheng described in the book, the stories described in the book, the world described in the book, and all the information conveyed in the book, all came to naught. .

Everything is what he thinks he is right.

The most important thing is that when Jian Cheng said those words, he didn't have a heart of humiliation or contempt, he really thought so, so he said it so frankly.

The huge gap in realm, the cognition of the way, the experience and powerful strength gained after countless battles, the calmness and determination after suffering and suffering... This is Jiancheng, the real protagonist in the original book.

A cultivator who cultivates body, self, mind, the world, and the way of this world.

Brainless Stallion?

What it is?

How ridiculous is it to think so? !

Chen Xuzhi couldn't bear it any longer, and spurted out a mouthful of blood, which happened to be sprayed all over Jian Cheng's face.

Jian Cheng hissed, he couldn't help but stepped forward to support the crumbling boy: "Are you okay?"

Chen Xuzhi shook his head, laughed lowly, and then laughed louder and louder, his expression was a little crazy, and his eyes were full of sarcasm and coldness.

"Ha ha ha ha--!"

"So that's how it is." He said, "You're right, people don't understand that feeling until they die once."

Because I have died, I am particularly afraid of death.

Because I am afraid of death, I want to live.

In order to survive, for another possibility of his own future, he can do anything.

In fact, he is just a coward who is afraid of death.

The moment he thought of this, the violent spiritual power in his body was suddenly as soft and peaceful as running water, nourishing his burned meridians like a trickle.

At this moment, Chen Xuzhi was sober as never before.

He looked at Jian Cheng and asked seriously: "If you knew that the future was doomed to die in the hands of one person, what would you do?"

Jian Cheng raised his hand to wipe off the blood on his face with his sleeve, and said casually: "Oh, I'll wait for him to stand in front of me."

Chen Xuzhi laughed again, his body trembled from laughing, and even tears fell down his face.

If time is turned back, Jian Cheng is not a reborn great monk, but he is a high-ranking senior brother of the Zongmen, can he say this to Jian Cheng calmly?

No.

Contrast creates beauty.

Contrast produces baseness.

What is beautiful is others, what is despicable is oneself.

Such myself...

For a moment, golden-red flames suddenly appeared on Chen Xuzhi's body, and in the next second countless large flames burst out from his body. These flames burned silently, burning Chen Xuzhi's hair, sleeves, robes and even everything in flames. When it burns up, it looks like an annihilation flame that purifies all evil in the world, beautiful and fierce.

Jian Cheng was shocked when he saw this scene.

He took a step back subconsciously, his expression twisted.

"Great Sun Immortal Sect's Liuli Melting Sun Art..."

In the silently burning flame, a figure stood motionless.

Jian Cheng didn't dare to move.

If 10 minutes ago, it was Chen Xuzhi who fell into an ice cellar, then 10 minutes later, it would be Jian Cheng who fell into an ice cellar.

He is not a fool.

The monks who practice Liuli Rongyang Jue in the Great Sun Immortal Sect are all direct disciples of the main peak. Among the disciples of Master Baiying, only Chen Xuzhi, the elder brother of the sect, and the future Demon Emperor of Dongyang are in the Ka realm.

When Jiancheng entered the Zongmen, the elder brother was in retreat to attack the Jindan period. It was during this blank period that he met Bai Yuelian, and the relationship became ambiguous.

This time, the big brother didn't sneak in the sect, but ran out! ?

wrong! !

That's not the point!

The point is what the big brother said just now!

If life is repeated...

At this moment, Jian Cheng wished that his face would be swollen.

Make you pretend? !Let you pretend to be a reborn expert, this is great, your bottom is exposed in front of Chen Xuzhi! !

But this is not the real reason for Jian Cheng's fright.

What is the meaning of the sentence that the big brother asked just now?

[If you knew that the future was destined to die in the hands of only one person, what would you do? 】

... Could it be that senior brother knew that he would die at the hands of a man named Jian Cheng?

...Could it be that the elder brother has also been reincarnated?

The moment he thought of this, Jian Cheng's heart was suddenly stabbed hard, and the pain was excruciating.

His legs gave way, and he sat down on the ground, staring at the magnificent and dazzling flames in front of him, in a daze.

I don't know how long it has passed, the flames gradually disappeared, or it can't be described as disappearing, these flames seemed to be tamed, turning into soft water-like flames, wrapping around the man in front of him lightly and softly, the flames swirled, turning into Wearing a dark red robe.

The man's stature has grown a lot, and his long black hair has turned into wine red. The long wine red hair is messy and scattered on his back, and a few strands of hair fall on his chest, giving him a sense of unruly and free and easy.

The originally black eyes seemed to have become lighter, as if they were transparent, his face was still fair, his eyebrows were long, and there was a trace of certainty and confidence between his brows that he didn't have before.

He stood barefoot in front of Jian Cheng, raised his chin slightly, and showed a sharp smile.

"Thank you senior for pointing out Mingjin, junior Chen Xuzhi, lucky enough to succeed in advancing to the golden elixir."

In another deep forest in the Wangduan Mountains.

A battle just ended.

Master Lan Hai, the master of Xinghai Peak, fled away, and Ye Wugou disappeared, leaving behind a few corpses and a mess, as if he was mocking the demon cultivators around him.

An old demon in the Nascent Soul stage grabbed a comatose young man, his eyes were dark and cold: "We were fooled."

The other demon disciples all lowered their heads and kept silent, for fear of offending the ancestor.

The red-faced old devil said: "Where are the two little boys of Gui Yuanzong?"

One of the middle-aged men whispered: "Reporting to the ancestors, those two went to chase the escaped monks of the Great Sun Immortal Sect."

The old devil snorted coldly, and then he didn't say anything. He suddenly shook his hand, and threw the unconscious young man in his hand to the middle-aged man.

"The people from Taisu Valley will come to save this kid. If you can't get the disciples of the Great Sun Immortal Sect, it would be good to kill some from Taisu Valley."

"Yes!"

Not far away on a hill.

Master Lan Hai overlooked the deep forest, without saying a word.

There was a bead twirling on the spiritual disc in Ye Wugou's palm.

It wasn't until one of the beads stayed at the Shengmen that Ye Wugou lazily said: "Okay, your direct disciple is not dead."

Master Lan Hai finally withdrew his gaze from a distance, looked at the Lingpan, and heaved a sigh of relief after confirming that his apprentice was fine.

"Direct disciples are different from outer disciples, and the death of any of them will be a huge loss for the sect." Master Lan Hai said angrily: "If your proposal this time is not so reasonable, I would never agree of."

Ye Wugou sneered, she raised her hand to stroke the hair beside her ear, the smile on her lips was soft and sweet.

"Didn't Junior Brother find it strange that the Demon Sect attacked suddenly this time?" Ye Wugou said in a manly voice, "The Demon Sect sniped and killed other sect disciples with a plan and a premeditated plan. It is obvious that they have an ultimate goal."

"We can't prevent it for a long time. If we keep passively accepting moves, sooner or later we will fall into the schemes of the Demon Sect." She turned her face, a pair of smiling eyes reflected the figure of Master Lan Hai, as if she was full of him General: "As an elder of the sect, I also have to consider for the disciples of the sect."

"... I hope so." Master Lan Hai took a lot of effort to remove his gaze from Ye Wugou's eyes. He has to say that his senior sister is extremely beautiful, not only beautiful , and knowing when to be weak and when to be strong is simply a male cultivator's nightmare.

Ye Wugou got the answer he wanted, and smiled charmingly: "Okay, let's see how far that baby lump can go."

Master Lan Hai also smiled: "I hope he is really like this title, so that Moxiu can also treat him as a treasure."

The two Nascent Soul bosses looked at each other, and soon disappeared.

At the same time, in the jungle, a man wearing a moon-white robe was running away at high speed, and there were two foundation-establishing demons chasing behind him.

The man was already injured, and he was not an opponent at all in a one-on-two situation. He was quickly plotted against by one of the demon cultivators. The long sword passed through his chest, and blood spattered out. die past.

"Senior brother Yan!" Another demon cultivator exclaimed: "Don't kill people!?"

Another man in a black robe returned his sword and sheathed it. He was the man who was following Gong Qianzhong that day, Gui Yuanzong Moxiu Yan Fei.

Yan Fei said impatiently: "I can't die!"

Another man stepped forward to check and curled his lips: "Can't you die? You pierced his purple mansion with one piece. It is estimated that in half a day, the purple mansion will be shattered and his spiritual power will be dissipated. He will become a useless person." .”

Yan Fei rubbed his temples, he tilted his head and thought for a while: "Should I kill him directly? Just say that he resisted too much and missed?"

The man smiled slightly: "Senior Brother Yan, have you forgotten that the ancestor Yuanying who came with you this time is not the senior of our sect, but the phantom senior of the Xiexin sect?"

The man complained: "Brother Yan, please forgive me, Senior Huan Ling is best at detecting the soul, if he wants to see how this guy died on a whim, investigate your soul and find that we are lying, then we are finished." gone."

Yan Fei was stunned, and said dryly: "...Oh, that senior phantom spirit who was still blown up by senior Ye Wugou even if half of Cen City was blown up?"

Although Yan Fei is a demon cultivator, he still calls Ye Wugou his senior.

This is already a customary habit. When low-level monks address high-level monks, they will add the word senior. After all, these Yuanying ancestors are haunted. Maybe they were too lazy to do anything to Xiaoxiami, but they slapped when they heard the name was disrespectful. Woolen cloth?

It would be a shame if he died for this reason.

Yan Fei spread his hands: "Then what do you say?"

The man thought for a while and said, "I know there is a small stronghold nearby, why don't we take him to the stronghold to find some medicine?"

Yan Fei nodded: "By the way, we can also add, okay, you lead the way."

What?Use your own medicine?Heh, he's not that kind. If there are sects, don't use it, use your own?

Yan Fei grabbed the fainted man, another man led the way, and the two quickly left in a certain direction.

That direction is exactly the direction of the stronghold where Chen Xuzhi and Jian Cheng are located.

The author has something to say: Chen Xuzhi: Hello everyone, I burned the previous me to death, please give me your advice in the future.