The protagonist Gong is still reincarnated

"Junior Brother... Did you really see that person's burial with your own eyes..."

There is no gold, silver, treasure, or antique jade in the tomb of a mortal. Who would risk being chased and beaten by the townspeople to rob the tomb?

"As I said, I dug the pit with my own hands, and buried the coffin with my own hands..."

The precedent of the white tiger monk suddenly exploded in his mind.Before recovering his cultivation, he couldn't even see through the transformation of a tiger demon. If someone deliberately faked his death, how could he see through it?

But why?

Zhou Yan scratched his hair, confused, why? What is there for others to remember about me 13 years ago?Why did that man pretend to be a lustful short-sleeve to deceive himself?

Who is he?

"Junior brother, since the people in the tomb are in dispute, you should not do anything according to the promise between you two. Come back to Xuanji Gate with me." Zhai Junlu took the opportunity to mention.

"Let's talk again, talk again!" Zhou Yan clenched the jug tightly, ran away, and returned to Mei's tavern in an instant.

Stepping into his room again, Zhou Yan looked around the place where he had lived for more than ten years, both familiar and unfamiliar.After experiencing what happened just now, he began to recall every detail of how he got along with shopkeeper Mei, hoping to find some clues.

Trying hard to recall a scene is in vain.

Just when he was about to give up and go to bed to rest, his eyes lit up and his consciousness opened to the widest extent, covering every corner of the tavern.

Zhou Yan slowly walked to the wall opposite the bed, took off the hanging painting, put his hands on it, spiritual power gushed out, and in an instant, the surface of the front wall collapsed, revealing his actual face.

A huge boulder.

There was silence all around, and tears fell to the ground, making a slight noise.

Zhou Yan touched the pattern engraved in the center of the formation stone over and over again.

This is an ordinary hidden spirit array, which isolates the monks from investigating the tavern.

However, the method of engraving the array is not ordinary.

The end of the curved line that connects and depends on each other is a small plum blossom.

He should have thought of it earlier.

Zhou Yan sat down on the ground, looking up to the sky and laughing.

The word crossed out on the land deed should be, Liang, shopkeeper Mei, Meiliang, Meiliang Xiandao, among the people he knows, there is only one person who draws a plum blossom at the end of the hidden spirit formation.

The skill that Mu Qi is most neglected to practice is formation.

Zhou Yan laughed at himself for seeing the wrong person.

"How do you know, what kind of temperament is my real appearance..."

The old conversation was as clear as it had just happened.

He thought he understood Mu Qi thoroughly, but he didn't think as much as the other party. What he understood was only what the other party wanted him to see.

What about the ones he didn't want to see?

Mu Qi, what are you going to do?

Heart tree, the branches and buds grow up, giving birth to green leaves, swaying and joyful.

The realm is loose, the robbery clouds gather, the day turns dark, and thunder bursts.

Don't implicate Li Erbao and the others.

Zhou Yan was taken aback for a moment, but then he realized that he took out the money he had accumulated over the past ten years, as well as the land deeds and house deeds, and gave them to Li Erbao and other staff, and left a letter saying that he decided to travel far away, life and death were fate, don't worry about it.

After finishing these, he took Bu Feixian and rushed to Jiehe.

There is no need to say much about the speed of the monk Yuanying's sword, but before Lei Jie could take his position, and before he had crossed the boundary river, the first thunderbolt fell on his head.

Zhou Yan was helpless, so he found a random cliff, stood on it, and used [Bu Fei Xian] to block the first thunderbolt, put his feet on the ground, more than three feet, sweating profusely, and carried the heavy impact of several mountains force.

This is just the first thunderstorm.

Apart from [Bu Feixian], there is no other magic weapon around him that can help resist the power of the thunder tribulation.

After carrying three more thunderstorms, Zhou Yan was already on his knees, unable to support himself physically.In desperation, he swore to God:

"God, you sent down the sky thunder just to prevent someone from proving the way with force and interfering with the laws of the world. I, Zhou Yan, made a solemn oath on this. I was born in response to the heaven and the earth, if I break this oath, I will never come out of the [-]th floor of hell! I just ask God to let me survive the disaster today and break through distraction!"

If you can't break through the distraction, you can't fight against Lu Yingchao, and you can't reunite with Muqi, whether it's asking him why he rebelled against the Daoist sect that day, or blocking Lu Yingchao's pursuit for him.If he still lost at the hands of Lu Yingchao in the end, and his revenge cannot be avenged, why did he leave Meizi Town?

Zhou Yan clenched his teeth and made a solemn oath.

He is no longer a 13-year-old boy. He has long understood how special the monk's heart demon oath is.

The pressure on the shoulders became less, and the sky thunder hovered over Jieyun, and it rang a hundred and four times in the air, but did not fall again.

After three days and three nights, the robbery clouds dispersed and the sky cleared.

On the ground, Zhou Yan was lying in a "big" shape, panting heavily. In his purple mansion, there was an extra Nascent Soul, and it was exactly the same as the original one.This is a split body, a supernatural power that only monks above the distraction stage can possess.

There is an extra ancestor in this world, and one hundred and eight thunders resounded throughout the world of cultivating immortals, and everyone knew about it.

Including everyone in Tianfutai.

Zun Luo knelt under Lu Yingchao's throne, not daring to show his breath.

Originally, Lu Yingchao's God of Distraction was the biggest leverage of Tianfutai to wreak havoc on the immortal forces, and it was no longer the only one.Coupled with Menghe who still has the strength to fight, the battle of the Demon Cult is not easy to fight.

"Zhou Yan?" Lu Yingchao lay reclined on his throne, and sneered, the so-called Destiny Man who was kicked to the mortal world by him actually crawled back.And even better.

"I feel a little regretful that I didn't kill him in time."

Lu Yingchao said to the 【Everlasting Regret】 attached to his soul.

[Spell of Everlasting Sorrow] shrank in the corner, because of Zhou Yan, the host no longer trusts it, so he can only say: "There is no way, if you want to get the [Soul Retaining Wood] through him, you must let him break through the Yuan Dynasty. Baby, if you want to blame, I can only blame you for not believing me. You have said that he is the Son of Destiny. If you want to be an enemy, just take advantage of his fledgling and get rid of him in this life. You just want him to be an unlucky mortal! It's all right now, eat your own bitter fruit..."

"How did he regain his cultivation and break through distraction?" Lu Yingchao couldn't figure it out, and almost scratched the armrest.

"It can't be my fault..." [The Jue of Everlasting Regret] is also wronged, "Who made [Extreme Desire] return the skill that I sucked away to him? Although I have my own consciousness, after all, I just [The Tome of Extreme Desire] It’s just a page..."

"Heh, I haven't lost yet!"

The curtain opened, and a cold man in a frosty white robe stepped in.

"Everyone in the Immortal Dao has gathered and seems to be attacking..."

"What, are you scared?" Lu Yingchao pinched Mu Qi's chin, narrowing his eyes. "Don't forget, for the time being, only I can save your life, don't do useless work." He continued to play with the other party's hair, forcing his face out of the window, "Look at that tree, if you are obedient , no one can take your life from me."

"Besides, you have done those things." Lu Yingchao chuckled, "There is no turning back. You and I are like arrows in a bow, but I am the arrow and you are the tail."

It's getting late in the colorful clouds, and it's hard to drink a cup.

Walking out from the Hall of Resurrection, came to the cherry tree where Shen Huan was incarnated, stroked the bark, Mu Qi pressed his face against it, and asked softly: "There are still nine days, the formation will open, do you still remember the agreement between you and me?"

【Remember】

The voice of the tree spirit echoed in Mu Qi's mind, and he smiled with satisfaction, "I'm embarrassing you."

Back then, I pretended to be a mortal because I wanted to keep Zhou Yan away from right and wrong. I don't know how he recovered his skills and broke through distraction. I just hoped that he would be able to get out of the turmoil nine days later and be safe and sound.

Mu Qi stood quietly in front of the cherry tree, letting his own shadow grow longer and longer on the ground.

Tongxuan Peak, the bottom of the stone steps.

Zhou Yan carried a small burden on his back and stepped up the stone steps step by step. When he was about to reach the top floor, he raised his head, and Pei Yuan was waiting for him.

"came back."

Pei Yuan had his hands behind his back, with a serious expression.But the position he was standing in completely revealed his expectation of his nephew's return.

"I'm back." Zhou Yan walked up to the last level, smiling with his eyes crooked and half-moon shaped.