The Villain is Outrageously Beautiful

Wen Xuechen stared at him intently, and the calm emotions in his brows and eyes were quite complicated.

Xu Xingzhi: "Xuechen, do you still remember that I asked you, 'Quiet Junyue Wuchen, destroy Sanluo, put down the chaos of the Demon Dao', what year did it happen?"

Wen Xuechen has always had a good memory, so of course he remembered that he was ugly because of his bad memory.

The history of Taoism is the homework they must study from the time of low-level disciples.What's more, the battle between Taoism and demons, and the first year of hunting were all things that they had personally experienced when they were young, and he had no reason to remember them wrong.

This matter is not big or small, but it has always been in Wen Xuechen's heart.Until later, when something happened in Fengling Mountain, Mr. Fuyao decided to let go of his romance, and entrusted all the secrets about the artifact to Wen Xuechen before retreating to practice. He combined the cause and effect to piece together the truth.

Since then, he has decided that it is better not to let Xu Xingzhi know that the book of the world has great power. After all, people have ulterior motives. He has been friends with Xu Xingzhi for many years, and it is difficult for Xu Xingzhi to know that he has the ability to make things come true. Afterwards, the heart of right and wrong is born.

After working for Jiuzhideng, he was even more afraid of Xu Xingzhi's ability, otherwise he would not have killed him in vain when he learned that Xu Xingzhi wrote the story book, let alone throw him into it by mistake. Come here in the wild.

Xu Xingzhi didn't mind seeing that Wen Xuechen still sat himself like a clay sculpture and wood sculpture, thinking about his own thoughts, because what he was going to say next was bound to be unpleasant.

He said: "Mr. Guangfu, and you, you all know the world book, but you have never tried my skills."

...Yeah, who dares to try.

If you deliberately hinted at him and asked him to write something, and that happened by chance, if Xu Xingzhi noticed something was wrong, then everything would be over.

Xu Xingzhi is not a fool, everyone is silent and tight-lipped, even if he is afraid that he will find out the truth, why would he take the initiative to test how powerful the World Book can be?

Xu Xingzhi said: "Since you haven't tried it, let me try it for you."

He jumped off Wen Xuechen's wheelchair, pushed him to the place where he was sitting on the floor just now, and said, "Look for yourself."

Although Xu Xingzhi wiped off a lot of the handwriting on the sandy ground with his feet, the dagger was sharp, and when it fell on the ground, it drew white marks one after another, and the handwriting was clearly visible.

One stroke at a time, from top to bottom, scribbled Xu Xingzhi's wish.

The one at the top is: "The former master Fengling Mountain Qingjing Junyue Wuchen immediately reunited his soul and resurrected from death."

Xu Xingzhi squatted down and drew a line after this sentence with a dagger, which was regarded as a mark and a guide: "I can't bring the dead back to life."

The next one is: "Qu Chi's mind is wide open, and he has returned to clarity."

Wen Xuechen couldn't help looking out, and Qu Chi had been sitting where he could see from the window of the small room, trying to build a tower with the wet mud by the river.He had a discussion with Tao Xian, and he wanted to make a little man with a whisk to put in front of the pagoda, and another beautiful little man to accompany him.

Xu Xingzhi said again: "I can't make Qu Chi return to normal."

A frightening light flashed across Wen Xuechen's mind.

...Could it be...Could it be...

Xu Xingzhi stabbed and drew a white seal next to his next wish: "Ying Tianchuan Zhou Beinan, what is the horoscope of his birthday, died in the fourth year of Tianding, and in the 15th year of Tianding, he obtained a treasure of the day from the side of the tower, and reshaped it. Muscle."

For this matter, he wrote about the cause and effect, time, place, and characters. In the end, he assumed that Zhou Beinan had regained his body last year.

However, this wish was not fulfilled.

Zhou Beinan was watching Qu Chi build the tower outside the window, and even went over to give some pointers, but Qu Chi was not afraid of him kicking his small house that had already taken shape, because Zhou Beinan was still a soul body, with half a foot still It melted sharply into the bend of Qu Chi's coiled knee.

Xu Xingzhi also wrote a lot of wishes in bits and pieces, possible and impossible, all written down.

"The day of the wild absurdity shines brightly."

"The giants of the wild origin all died violently."

"The same fate curse on the Lord of Fengshan was immediately released, and he died unexpectedly."

Whether the origin giant is dead or not, and the Lord of Fengshan who was thrown into a nearby mountain by Meng Chongguang's distasteful smell and noise, is not dead. Wen Xuechen has no way of knowing, but he knows that the shadow of the wild sky is still gray, like a lifeless bird. The huge eyes of Yi Yi.

... Fortunately, the world book is not completely useless.

Wen Xuechen glanced at the white writing written on the ground for a few rounds, and found that among the pieces of writing, there was one that was fulfilled, and it still applied to himself.

"After the bell hidden in Wen Xuechen's sleeve rang, Zhou Wang heard the sound and came here to ask for the bell."

This line of writing is scribbled and casual, and it's a bit of a joke, but this insignificant little thing actually happened.

...It just so happened that the bell in his sleeve rang, and the person who happened to hear the bell was Zhou Wang, not someone else.

Seeing this situation, Wen Xuechen understood ninety percent.

It is a thing in the world book, bearing the name of a divine weapon. It sounds mysterious and indescribable. However, because of its greed for love, it pretended to be in the wilderness, and half of its strength was lost; it was taken away by the ancestors and it was easy to refine it. Yuanshen, half of it is lost.

After thousands of years, it accidentally possessed Xu Xingzhi's body with only nascent spiritual roots. However, after simple repairs, the world book can be integrated with Xu Xingzhi's body for many years, and it is the same as Xu Xingzhi's two. Do not disturb each other.

If it was really that powerful, how could the cultivation of Xu Xingzhi, who was lurked into his body by it, be just a Nascent Soul?

If it is really that powerful, Xu Xingzhi's clerical error...

And Xu Xingzhi obviously thought of a place with him.

Xu Xingzhi's voice was neither high nor low, neither slow nor fast, and said eloquently: "From this point of view, this world book is not completely devoid of Taoism. At that time, I copied "The First Year of Zhengshou" into "Zhengshou Yuannian" In the second year of hunting', you and Beinan all recorded the time of the war between Dao and Demon as 'the second year of hunting'. At that time, Taoism was an unintentional mistake. Now that I think about it, if the 'Book of the World' can really rely on my right hand , the falling paper comes true, then the world will be messed up."

Everything in the world has a cause and effect, and the cause of the past will produce the fruit of the future.A slight difference in the timing of many things will be a thousand miles away.

And Xu Xingzhi's clerical error at that time was not a slight mistake, but he copied the wrong year for a whole year.

If it really comes true, then the Demon Dao will have an extra year to prepare for the war. Then, who will win and who will lose, whether the Dao will die and the demon will survive, or whether the Dao will be born and the demon will disappear will become unknown.

...and yet nothing happened.

Xu Xingzhi just swiped his brush and corrected the omissions, and everyone is happy.

This means that the so-called world book is nothing more than a great history of ancient and modern.

When it fell on Xu Xingzhi, it chose a writer, but it lost its original spirit and could not control Xu Xingzhi to do anything, so Xu Xingzhi was able to live in peace with this fetish in his body for so many years.

It will only correct small-scale details and affect the cause and effect of minor details. For example, changing the year of the war from the first year of hunting in everyone's memory to the second year, for example, copying a small note "Zhou North and South Conquest" and rewriting it. The luck of the card, such as just now, created a small disturbance that seemed to be a coincidence.

As for birth, old age, sickness and death, parting from resentment and hatred, great calamities and great fortunes, great disasters and great blessings, world books should not be able to control them.It is like a real historian, sick and thin, watching with cold eyes.

Wen Xuechen felt cold all over, and almost cracked the wooden armrest of the wheelchair.

Xu Xingzhi stood up and looked at him with some pity: "You have kept silent for the past few days, just to prevent my identity from being revealed to the public, and let me use the power of the world book to return to the present world....Now you You can rest assured that the World Book will not affect the changes in the world, and I will not cause harm to all parties. ... However, we will always come out of the wilderness."

Wen Xuechen looked at him.

Xu Xingzhi inserted the dagger back into its sheath, and made a piercing sound of gold and iron: "That world is ours, we want to take it back."

"At that time, I will search all over the world, and I will also find a way to save you. When you wake up, I will beat you up."

Speaking of this, he stopped talking to Wen Xuechen and stepped out of the small room.

Looking at the closed door and the remaining handwriting on the ground, Wen Xuechen smiled.

... It is really not easy for Xu Xingzhi to deduce this step.

However, he still didn't know some things after all.

After leaving the small room where Wen Xuechen was imprisoned, Xu Xingzhi recruited all the people in the tower who were able to move, speak, and understand things to Lu Yujiu's room to discuss matters.

Qu Chi has lost his mind, it's useless to ask him to come here, Tao Xian doesn't know everything about Taoism, and Zhou Wang is still young, so the three of them squatted by the stream to study their pagoda.

Xu Xingzhi, Meng Chongguang, Zhou Beinan, Lu Yujiu, and Yuan Ruzhou five people, together with the fourteen disciples from various sects brought back from the land beyond Huawai, filled a bedroom to the brim.

Xu Xingzhi said everything he could say, but about the 13 years of his soul-washing, he did not mention it, and about the script, he just briefly mentioned it, and only lied that he was resentful after being imprisoned by Jiuzhideng. It's hard to say that he wrote a book to vent, but he was inexplicably thrown into the wilderness.

…Some things are open and honest, and we can only ask for peace of mind, but it will cause a gap in everyone's hearts. After all, Xu Xingzhi's purpose in coming to the wilderness is not honorable, and speaking out has no effect other than embarrassing everyone.

After explaining the cause and effect, everyone was a little confused.

Zhou Beinan was silent for a while: "That is to say... you are a world book?"

Xu Xingzhi corrected him: "I think, since my body can hold the World Book, what stays in my body may not be the complete World Book, but just a fragment."

Zhou Beinan was still at a loss: "...No... At the beginning, I saw Qingliang Valley being destroyed, and then I was captured by the Demon Dao. I didn't see the four sects sacrifice the artifact, so I thought that the artifact was destroyed..."

Xu Xingzhi was noncommittal.

Danyang Fenglin Haoxin heard the words, looked at each other for a while with Tu Yiping beside him, then cupped his hands and said, "We have heard about it. When the four gates were just broken, there were rumors that Xu Xingzhi was pregnant. Books of the world, secretly giving and receiving those nine lamps, and conspiring to murder the four sects..."

Zhou Beinan: "...Then why didn't you tell us when you saw us?"

Tu Yiping said: "Brother Lin and I didn't believe this kind of rhetoric back then, we just thought it was the Demonic Dao deliberately slandering Senior Brother Xu's name, so as to use the power of the World Book to suppress the counterattack of the disciples of various sects. Later, there was a rumor from the Demonic Dao that it was execution After killing Senior Brother Xu and taking out the World Book from his body, the disciples of Danyang Peak were still sad for several days."

When Yuan Ruzhou heard such shocking things, he quickly calmed down.

She thought of an important thing: "Where did the other three artifacts go?"

Xu Xingzhi rubbed the tip of his nose: "There are four keys to open the wilderness, and there are four 'artifacts' guarded by the four gates. I guess, perhaps back then, the wilderness was made of four artifacts, but World Book didn't know Why was it not melted into the wilderness, and finally fell into Fengling for safekeeping. The three fragments in our hands are most likely the fragments left after the melting and fusion of the three artifacts."

Meng Chongguang, who has been silent since just now, added calmly: "The location of these fragments was all secretly told to me by my brother. So I think, my brother may really be connected with the other three artifacts." , so we can point out where the fragments are."

Xu Xingzhi only thought that Meng Chongguang had seen some clues, knew that he had concealed a lot of things, but was willing to lie for himself, couldn't help being a little moved, and shook his hand under the table.

Xu Xingzhi still remembers that the reason why he started to write the storybook was that he had a dream by chance, and he dreamed of Meng Chongguang's name.After that, what he wrote was probably not a story, but everything that the world book sensed, that was destined to happen somewhere, or had already happened.

As Meng Chongguang said, since the World Book is juxtaposed with the other three artifacts, it is not impossible to sense the location of its own fragments and the fragments of other artifacts, and then write it unconsciously through his own pen.

Zhou Beinan shook his head again and again: "I still don't believe it. This is too mysterious."

Xu Xingzhi didn't argue with Zhou Beinan either.He had no evidence at all, everything was speculation.

Lu Yujiu, who was sitting by the bed, straightened his body and suggested, "Senior brother Xu, we have found three fragments. Although we don't know if there are any fragments of the World Book among them, if the artifacts meet as you imagined, there will inevitably be Response. Brother, you can try to see if it can produce a linkage induction with the other three fragments?"

Several people looked at each other for a while, and felt that this method was feasible.

These fragments are so precious, they are packaged in kits one by one, and Meng Chongguang added layer after layer of seals, and the spiritual veins on them are intertwined, he can't open it by himself, no one can take it away, and can't open it .

Meng Chongguang put the three kits on the table and unsealed them at the same time.

At the same time, Tao Xian walked into the tower with a pair of clay hands.

Qu Chi's small tower was built, and he wanted to ask them to come and see. Although Tao Xian persuaded him that everyone was talking about something, Qu Chi didn't listen. Wang stood next to him to comfort him, and entered the tower by himself, intending to squat at the door and invite them to watch Qu Chi's works after the discussions were over.

When he walked to the door of the small room, the brocade pouch, which had been sealed properly without leaking a single ounce of spiritual flow, burst into fragments of brilliance at the same time.

Xu Xingzhi suddenly felt pain in his internal organs, as if an invisible giant hand was squeezing his internal organs, trying to pull out all the flesh and blood.

He suddenly changed color and almost rolled to the ground in pain.

Everyone originally wanted to see what would happen when Xu Xingzhi collided with these three fragments. Who would have thought that a golden light would appear all over Xu Xingzhi's body in an instant, and then a look of extreme pain would appear on his face.

Meng Chongguang screamed, and waved his hand to seal the bag more than ten times. When he hugged Xu Xingzhi, his face was hundreds of times paler than Xu Xingzhi.

Outside the door, at the moment when the kit was unsealed, Tao Xian also fell to the ground, his head slamming on the stone wall beside the door, and there was a thumping sound in a deep and muffled voice.

The pain in his heart was so painful that he couldn't make a sound, he could only struggle on the ground like a kitten, his slender fingers gripping his chest tightly, and the sound inside the door was a bit chaotic, no one noticed that there was a shivering man outside the door. Tao Xian.

The pain was fleeting, Tao Xian bowed himself into a shrimp, panting in horror.

He clearly saw that when his chest hurt like a knife just now, there was a golden light shining from his chest, which was very scary.

Tao Xian couldn't get up for a while, so he leaned his sweaty head against the door, and listened to the sound coming from inside the door with his buzzing ears.

The author has something to say: Sort it out~

From the perspective of his senior brother, he can only rely on the existing clues to deduce that the book of the world is on him.

There is one important thing he doesn't know, that is, there is no world book in the Wilderness.