After wearing a book, I became an egg

Since that day, Jiang Hui has never touched anything related to the practice of Xianmen.

He began to frantically search for a way to piece together the spirits of the immortal cultivators.

Ancient books, inscriptions, stone inscriptions, or illusory legends in remote villages and towns, as long as there is any possible hope, he will try it.Even for the convenience of finding things, he beheaded many competitors and opponents, dressed in a blood-stained black robe, and sat on the chair at the top of the magic path.

So far, the protagonist of the story has no desire to practice ascension, which is completely contrary to the direction of the story.The main line has no progress as it should, and the entire world line has become crumbling.

Finally, one day, Jiang Hui, who was obsessed with searching for spiritual artifacts, heard a certain voice.

—You shouldn't go on like this.

Jiang Hui's tone was cold: "I know what I'm doing."

——Let go of obsessions you shouldn't have, and return to the fairyland.

Jiang Hui: "I just want him back.

- You have more important things to do.

Jiang Hui: "I just want him back."

After a moment of silence, the voice said again: "People who have lost their souls will come back. There has never been such a precedent in the world."

Jiang Hui's eyes were about to ooze blood: "There has never been one in the world, so I will create one."

Under the stalemate in the atmosphere, the voice seemed to sigh.

"If you insist on this, I can try to help you exchange for a first-line possibility. But it is only a first-line possibility, and there is no guarantee whether you can really come back..."

"I will change."

"Okay. You'll have to exchange it for an equal amount."

Jiang Hui: "The most important thing in me may be the life he saved. But this life is already his, and I can't use it on my own."

He looked down at his hands, the palm lines were clear and deep.

"My luck." He said, "I don't know if it's enough?"

There was a long silence on the other side.

"Your luck is a collection of opportunities from heaven and earth. If you lose this luck, you will be no different from ordinary cultivators, and many opportunities will have nothing to do with you. You can think about it clearly, do you really want to exchange it?"

Jiang Hui: "Yes."

"Don't you regret it?"

Jiang Hui: "If I can replace him, I will never regret it."

A few years later, Mozun Jianghui has already become what people call a madman who is greedy for treasures.

And the immortal Jiang Hui, who was once the proud son of heaven, has become a legend that people don't want to mention, and even after many years, he has gradually disappeared from people's memory.

Later, a disciple with excellent talent and good luck came out of the fairy gate. Every time his name was mentioned, everyone praised him, "This son's journey to immortality is limitless! He will become the pinnacle of my immortality in the past hundred years." ".

When it was introduced into the Palace of Bliss, some insiders were angry and said cryptically: "Your Majesty, those people in Xianmen are really ignorant, so there is no limit to it? You must know that when you were still in Xianmen..."

Jiang Hui just threw the soul jade that had exhausted his spiritual power on the ground, his expression indifferent, as if what he just said had nothing to do with him: "This formation is useless, I'm going to replace it with another one."

After that, things were lackluster.Mozun Jianghui is obsessed with collecting all kinds of magic treasures and secret methods day by day, but the new Xianjun of Xianmen is getting more and more popular, and he starts to compete with Jianghui, sometimes he wins, sometimes he loses. Some kind of delicate balance.

Until a spiritual egg appeared in Jiang Hui's room.

As if an invisible hand quietly added a weight to one end of the balance.From that day on, the delicate balance between the Mozun and the new Xianjun finally began to tilt.

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"Read it."

A cold and emotionless voice sounded from behind Yi Qingchen.The voice was indistinguishable, and it was even hard to tell whether it was made by a living being.

Yi Qingchen raised his head, the book flew up from his hand, and fell into the hands of a boy in brocade clothes.His face was cold and heartless, without the slightest innocence that one should have at this age.

Yi Qingchen looked at him for a while, and had a vague guess in his heart: "You wrote the book."

Child: "Yes."

Yi Qingchen: "Who are you?"

Child: "I am the rule. Maybe you are more used to calling me... Tiandao."

Yi Qingchen frowned.

The little boy lowered his head, flipped the pages of the book with his hands, and said, "This world needs to run according to the orbit, otherwise it will collapse. Jiang Hui has left the position of the protagonist, so I can only push a new protagonist."

He turned to one of the pages and stopped: "But the new candidate was eliminated by you."

Yi Qingchen's eyes turned cold: "He wants to kill Jiang Hui."

Xiaotong didn't deny it, raised his emotionless eyes, and said calmly: "I don't have time to train new candidates. Jiang Hui has returned to the leading role, and he must return to his original position."

This original position naturally refers to the original plot in the book, Jiang Hui practiced the immortal way, and finally passed the catastrophe and ascended.

Yi Qingchen said: "I am here, Jiang Hui will not do those things again, it is not impossible to go back."

The little boy shook his head, and suddenly raised his finger to point at him.

"You are here, no."

"What do you mean?"

Child: "You shouldn't exist."

Yi Qingchen felt annoyed in an instant, but quickly suppressed it.He was silent for a while before saying, "But Jiang Hui had already made a deal with you, and this is what you promised him."

Xiaotong: "Such a practice shouldn't exist."

Yi Qingchen said coldly: "I already exist."

Xiaotong suddenly took a step forward: "So you have to leave."

He stared at Yi Qingchen, and approached step by step: "The world line must follow the original track, otherwise the whole world will collapse. Your existence is the most unreasonable place. If Jiang Hui wants to push the world line, you must leave .”

"I won't leave!" Yi Qingchen's chest heaved slightly, his face was frosty.Anyone who is suddenly pointed out that they should not exist will be angry, but the most important thing is not this... If they leave, will they never see Jiang Hui again?

If I never see Jiang Hui again...

Yi Qingchen's heart beat fast, she gritted her teeth and said, "You lied to me before, why should I trust you?"

Xiao Tong looked at him for a while, as if he didn't know how to refute, and there was a hint of helplessness in his movements: "The replacement protagonist is dead, Jiang Hui is not in his original position, and the collapse of the world has already begun. If you don't believe it, just wait for a while." will notice."

After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes, and countless tiny light spots scattered around his body, gradually disappearing into the darkness.The book in his hand also lost its support and fell to the ground with a thud.

Yi Qingchen stood quietly in the sea of ​​nothingness, and after a while, raised her hand to cover her eyes.

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