The whole world thought I was dead!

Ren Changkong hid in a dimly lit mountainside in a daze.His mind was blank. He had been in this state for a long time, but he still couldn't react until now. The whole person was like an aging machine, and his thoughts were stagnant.

If you ask him why he is in a daze, in fact he can't reply you very well, in fact he doesn't know what happened to him.

Because just before he went to bed, he was still a leader in the cultivation world.In charge of the largest orthodox sect in the comprehension world, the position of the peak master of the Huaijun Peak of the Qing Dynasty, has reached the Mahayana level, and is about to soar, marking a perfect end to his journey of winning in life.

Of course, these situations were just before he woke up.

After he wakes up.He found that he had become a strange person, his cultivation was gone, his system was gone, he didn't even have the clothes covering his body, and his whole body was naked.

Sometimes Ren Changkong feels that he must be dreaming, after all, isn't there a dream butterfly in Zhouzhuang?Maybe his situation is similar to that of Zhouzhuang.

This kind of thinking was ruthlessly broken after some villagers, um, especially some simple little girls accidentally saw his body and screamed.

After being chased by those villagers, he ran to the deep mountain and hid again in a panic.

Now he doesn't even know what to worry about.

Ever since he had an apprentice, Ren Changkong seldom worried about trivial matters, and only cared about his own cultivation.Now, he misses his good apprentice so much!And the system gentleman who was so cute in his mind before!

Ren Changkong sighed helplessly, inexplicably wanted to smoke, but there was no cigarette.

And now the biggest problem is clothes!clothing!clothing!But where can I find clothes in this barren mountain?God is going to kill me!

In the past, Ren Changkong always suspected that he was the orthodox heir of the way of heaven. After all, he walked the path of the protagonist after crossing. Now, he is completely awake, and shed a tear for his previous self-indulgence!

He is obviously the illegitimate child of Tiandao!

Just when Ren Changkong was shivering from the mountain wind, a group of people came not far away. Looking at the familiar blue and white school uniform, he began to believe that Tiandao's true love for him was from his lovely Shang Qingzong. Special Xiuxian school uniform.

Back then, it was designed by Ren Changkong himself. Look at the familiar delicate and luxurious yet extremely low-key pattern, how suitable it is for the always low-key but often arrogant Shang Qingzong.

According to Ren Changkong's understanding of these helpful, kind and innocent cuties for many years, they will definitely help him who is in a particularly miserable situation without saying a word,

Reluctantly pulled a large pile of relatively wide leaves to cover the groin, Ren Changkong stood by the side of the road, showing them a pitiful, weak and helpless expression!Just when he was full of confidence, the little cutie approached.

Looking carefully at their expressions, Ren Changkong was puzzled, why did they all look bitter and hatred.

ah!He couldn't help clenching his fists. Could it be that the disciples in the comprehension world are now popular with cold-faced and less abstinent students, and they are not as popular as gentle and gentle boys like before.

A group of cuties from Shang Qingzong walked past him without even giving him a hand out of the corner of the eye. Ren Changkong was stunned.Will the personality change after the person is changed?Is this still the little angel he knew?

Sure enough, the way of heaven was too cruel to him!

Seeing that they were going farther and farther, Ren Changkong couldn't help but ran out, tightly covering the leaves to cover his lower body, looking at a group of expressionless little angels, he couldn't help but blushed in embarrassment: "Excuse me Do you have any extra clothes?"

The reason why he asks this is because he knows that these mensaos of Shang Qingzong love cleanliness. From old to young, from top to bottom, whenever they go out, they will definitely bring several changes of clothes, even if they bring less. Spell Potion.

The leading boy gave me a cold look, and said coldly: "No."

"Ha..." Ren Changkong looked at the lying boy in shock.

After a long life, the world has really changed. The seedlings of the Shang Qingzong, who has always been a gentleman, strict with himself, and more lenient with others, can deceive people without blinking an eye.

Ren Changkong looked at him in disbelief!

The young man narrowed his eyes coldly: "You know our Shang Qingzong very well?"

Just as he was about to nod, he shook his head hastily.I was very familiar with it before, but I am not familiar with it now.

I don't know what he was thinking. After looking at it for a long time, I suddenly threw him a piece of clothing.

Then he coldly walked away with the same expressionless Miao Miao.

Ren Changkong looked at their backs, and scratched his hair irritably, hey, what happened to the Qingzong, to educate Miaomiao like this.Putting on his clothes skillfully, he was ready to go to a bigger town to find news.

Ren Changkong kept walking and walking until his legs became weak, before he reached a small mortal town.Leaning halfway against the wall, he was out of breath. He missed the feeling of flying a sword before going to bed. He rubbed his rumbling stomach and walked to the restaurant with his strength.

After waving to the waiters, Ren Changkong ordered a lot of dishes in one go, telling them to serve them quickly.While waiting for the food, he observed the scattered monks sitting in the corner, and found that they all had bitter and hatred expressions on their faces.

He couldn't help thinking about what could happen to make them all stop laughing. He thought of several possibilities, but they were all overturned. Hey, I don't want to, and then he ate lunch impatiently.

When he finished eating to his heart's content, there was no one in the lobby. Ren Changkong wiped the corners of his lips and prepared to leave.

But he was stopped by his assistant, Ren Changkong looked at him in surprise, knowing that no one dared to stop him for many years, he couldn't help touching his chin, and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

"What's the matter?" The guy sneered, completely lost the gentleness and amiability when ordering food, and he roared: "You want to leave without paying for the meal? Boy, you are so courageous, how dare you eat in our Zuixiang Building?" Eat overlord meal.

Ren Changkong's face was smeared with his saliva, and only then did he realize that his beloved disciple was not by his side. You must know that he paid the bills before, and he himself is not a big boss of the Qing Dynasty anymore. "

Seeing the vicious thugs surrounding him, Ren Changkong swallowed his saliva, and boldly said: "Don't worry, I won't eat the overlord's meal, so ha, my friend is very rich, you can send the bill to me... ...My friend's sect, someone will come and pay."

The buddy folded his hands on his chest, with a disdainful expression on his face: "What's the name of your friend's sect?" It was obviously a tone of disbelief.

Ren Changkong straightened his sleeves, and said calmly: "My friend is an elder of the Shangqing Sect. His name is Ren Changkong. He is the master of Huaijun Peak, and his dao name is Xuanwei."

As soon as the words were finished, the buddy and the thugs took several steps back, looking at him in horror, as if seeing a ghost, Ren Changkong's heart tightened, and he joked, "What kind of expressions do you have? Could it be that he is dead?"

Tiandao testified that he was really just joking just now.But the buddy said with a broken face and fear: "Of course Shangjun Xuanwei is dead, he has been dead for 3000 years."

Ren Changkong only felt that the strike of the Nine Heavens Profound Lightning on his head was nothing more than that, he just fell asleep, even after 3000 years, he actually slept himself to death?

The first thing Ren Changkong thought about was his little apprentice, if he died, what would Huai Jun do?He regards himself as his life sticky, what will he do if I die?Ren Changkong couldn't imagine it at all!

The author has something to say: The useless author really couldn't hold back his own imagination, and made a new one. The key is that it's too cute, I can't control my hand, huh, huh