I'm afraid of myself

When He Jinyang knew that he was crossing, he had already turned his back to the loess and faced the sky, his face full of confusion.

"Boy, lend me your body!"

With the sudden sound, he changed his vision.

He Jinyang felt that he was divided into two, one was outside to face the tragedy of falling "objects" from high altitude, and the other stayed to communicate with the system.

He had just experienced the horror of falling from a high altitude, and his heart almost jumped out of his heart. However, after the visual transformation, he could calm down and think carefully about what he encountered.

First of all, he is an ordinary editor who crosses over when giving comments to the author.

But he, the editor, was more miserable, as if he was cursed by his own author, and then traveled to a fantasy world of cultivating immortals.

In this world, his golden thighs have the same ability as being possessed by ghosts, but the specifics need to be carefully understood.

Just as he was thinking this way, the sound of the system sounded.

[System: Why are you so excited. 】

He Jinyang said in his heart: "Everyone will be excited when traveling for no reason? What is the meaning of stuffing a lot of manuals in the moment I travel through!"

[System: It's not for no reason. Don't you know it yourself? This is much more convenient than my explanation. 】

He Jinyang was even more depressed, and said dryly: "Shouldn't the author be the one who usually wears it?"

Maybe it was because his tone was too firm, the system suddenly became dissatisfied.

[System: You are a discriminatory system, and the author has a lot of resentment towards the editor, okay? 】

He Jinyang asked bitterly: "So I should change my job in the first place?"

[System: It's too late to say anything now. 】

He Jinyang sighed, thinking about the voice before crossing, he concluded: "I know, so my task is to find the reason for the disappearance of the fairy world, and then fly back home, right?"

[System: No one has been ascending in the cultivation world for nearly a thousand years. The reason is all the inexplicable disappearance in the fairy world. Your mission is to bring the hope of cultivating immortals back to the cultivation world and correct the chaos caused by the ascension of no one. 】

He Jinyang seized the opportunity to ask a question, hoping to relieve himself of the pressure of falling from a high altitude.

"What do you mean by pedestrian chaos?"

[System: Those who cultivate immortals have several times more time to cultivate than ordinary people. During this period, their strength will become stronger and stronger, but their minds cannot get rid of the emotions and desires of the mortal body, which leads to the loss of the common goal of ascension. At that time, many people stopped restraining their behavior and became unscrupulous.In the end, people's hearts are chaotic, evil things happen frequently, and killing and seizing treasures is repeated and even taken for granted. This is the current situation in the world of cultivating immortals. 】

He Jinyang is also a person who has read a lot of cultivation novels. When he heard the words, he disagreed and did not refute: "Isn't this the norm in the cultivation world?"

Killing and seizing treasure is too common in the setting of the cultivation world!How can it be said that it is wrong?

It can be said that if a similar setting is lost in a comprehension novel, it will save a lot of good slaps in the face. Let the readers not mention it, the author first knows how to be a gentleman before pulling out his hair every night!

When the system heard his words, instead of answering, it mentioned something.

[System: What do you think Tao is? 】

He Jinyang gasped slightly.

[System: Do you think that killing the whole family just for a single spiritual herb, severing the roots of the spiritual veins only for oneself to ascend, destroying countless life paths, and destroying the vitality of countless spiritual lands, such a person is qualified to become a fairy? 】

He Jinyang fell silent.

Is there something wrong?

[System: Big mistake. 】

He Jinyang wanted to sigh for a moment.

Before he could refute again, the system's tone was indifferent, which made He Jinyang hear a trace of misty fairy energy that was different from Wu Mechanism.

[System: Cultivating immortals and minds, comprehension and correction, what you think is not the norm in the cultivation world. However, cultivators go against the sky. , these behaviors can only be explained by the word "magic". 】

[System: In today's world of cultivating immortals, those who cultivate are not immortals, but demons! 】

It has nothing to do with cultivating immortals at all!

He Jinyang thought he had heard the meaning of the system, and at the same time he had a question.

"Could it be that the reason why no one has ascended in the world of cultivation for thousands of years is that they changed 'cultivating immortals' to 'cultivating demons'? This is actually not the world of cultivating immortals, but the world of cultivating demons?"

[System: Exactly, so I hope you can recreate the way of immortality in this world, so that those cultivators can return to the right path. 】

He Jinyang's silence this time was much longer than before. After a while, he said with a wry smile: "Should we ask a real immortal to do this?"

He is a mortal with no strength to restrain a chicken, and he shoulders such a heavy responsibility, what's wrong?

[System: You are the most suitable candidate, your natural physique makes it easy for you to manipulate us. 】

The system's words reminded him that He Jinyang realized the current situation because he was too engrossed in the chat, and when he realized it, the situation in front of him suddenly changed, and the body dominated by another kind of thinking returned to his control. But this is not to annihilate his consciousness, on the contrary, when he uses his senses, he can experience far beyond the usual experience.

With such an unusual feeling, He Jinyang somehow knew who was possessing him this time.

Divine Wind Immortal Venerable, formerly known as Ling Chengfeng.

Tens of thousands of years ago, the legendary man who shattered the void within a thousand years. Today, his deeds have become a myth among ordinary people and are recorded in the history of various countries.

His aptitude is a rare genius even in the fairy world. At the beginning of his ascension, he used a Jie Zhan sword to slaughter 36 squares of the Xiaoqian Demon Realm.

The Immortal World is divided into the Nine Heavens, the Great Thousand World of Xianlu, the Great Thousand World of Xianxia, ​​and the Great Thousand World of Xianqi are the upper three realms.There are countless strong people in the three realms, and all the characters in the myths of the lower realms live here, which is a veritable land of immortality.

As for the Middle Three Realms, the Lower Three Realms may not give people a deep impression, but the first place they arrive after taking off is the Lower Three Realms, so they can almost have a relatively intuitive impression of the Nine Heavens.

However, no one expected that the immortal world disappeared for no reason thousands of years ago, and even the demon world on the other side was also affected. In the cultivation world below the immortal world, no one had ascended for thousands of years, and people were in turmoil. Absurd situation.

Knowing the predicament of today's world of cultivating immortals from the memory of Venerable Kamikaze, He Jinyang is rarely speechless. Knowledge about the two worlds of immortality and demons appears in his mind, and he can now use all the abilities of Venerable Kamikaze, including His thinking will also be changed for a short time, but there is a system to guarantee that he is not worried. The question now is, what should he do?

It was like sending charcoal in the snow, and the system that knew his character well sent a congratulatory message.

[System: Possession is complete, please host to become No.1 of the Immortal Sense Conference, task progress: 0]

He Jinyang opened his eyes, his eyes were introverted, but they were still like two cold stars shining brightly. He easily manipulated his body to cross the final high altitude, like a white cloud falling down, full of leisurely and mysterious flavor.

Clothes and clothing were changed at some point, and when she turned her head, her hair was covered with black hair, and her shoulders and neck were bounded by a jade belt.

Immortal?

It feels different, he thought.

Immortal Conference.

Righteousness and demons confronted each other, and the atmosphere was on the verge of breaking out. At this moment, a white-clothed figure descended lightly, with indescribable immortality and indescribable ancient obscurity.

They intuited that the people who appeared here were not simple, and those with profound cultivation felt that this young man's gestures were full of mysteries of simplifying complexity.

"Lord..."

"and many more."

Xie Yanlai lowered his eyes and lowered his eyebrows, hidden behind a bead curtain made of thousand-year-old coral, Mo Dao No. 1 said calmly, "Let's see where he came from first."

"Yes."

As soon as Pu appeared on the stage, the convulsed audience of the tall man in white looked up to the sky and laughed, out of thin air, he pulled out a three-foot green spear and pointed it directly at the sky, his tone full of the hustle and bustle of the ages.

He Jinyang: "I am coming to the Fairy Awakening Conference!"

In the Immortal Awakening Conference, the victor can be an Immortal Awakened, bear the name of an immortal, and have the qualifications to instigate both the righteous and the evil factions in one matter.

In a short sentence, it is doomed to the cruel nature of the Xianjue Conference, which is held every hundred years, and it is not an exaggeration to say that blood flows like a river.

He Jinyang realized the seriousness of this meeting, and said in his mind first: "I entrust my body to you, the system, don't let me down."

His tone was cold and heavy. Obviously, he was not that confident about the system, but the situation was stronger than people, and he had to obey, but even if he obeyed, the arrogance in his bones made him show his dissatisfaction.

There is nothing wrong with the system, or it is normal.

[System: Of course, only you can bring back the fairy world, and only you can change the whole world. 】

In order to show sincerity, what appeared in front of He Jinyang was a list of available help.

[System: You can choose the object you want to possess, and we will not act without the host's request. 】

Although He Jinyang didn't understand why it was him, but now he cared more about his own rights, so he changed his temper and said coldly: "I hope this is the last time!"

Use his body without authorization, even if it is to save him!

However, it is a bit ignorant to say this, but He Jinyang is not afraid of [-], just in case. As an editor, he has seen too many settings of the system to control the host, and he is afraid that this is the kind of conspiracy.

As a super-scientific technology, the system certainly understands his concerns, and is not angry. He sincerely expresses that his only goals are to return to normal in the cultivation world and return to the fairy world.

[System: When the task is completed, the [-] gods in the fairy world owe you a favor, and you can ask for it. 】

This is really an indescribable reward for falling gold cakes from the sky.

He Jinyang sighed inwardly, so how troublesome would this matter be?Is it worth asking thirty thousand gods for help from a mortal like him?

The more I think about it, the clearer my head becomes, and the clearer I feel, the better it is to start the first task rather than continue to struggle.

Recovering the fairyland or changing the world are all things that have no shadow at the moment, what he has to deal with right now is this cruel fairyland conference.

Thinking of this, He Jinyang raised his eyes indifferently, looked around at the crowd staring at him guardedly, and uttered a word coldly.

"Who allowed you to share the stage with me?"

For some reason, everyone's first reaction was to feel a chill in their hearts when they uttered wild words from the sky.

A pair of cold star-like eyes under the sharp eyebrows, a sword shot out of thin air, pointing to the sky and laughing, his wild spirit, suppressed indifference for a long time, like snow in the twelfth lunar month, the frost that lingers in the polar regions all the year round, What followed was a huge pressure that pierced through the sky.

"I said, who allowed you to share the stage with me."

He spoke again, quite abruptly.

The author has something to say: Among all my protagonists, this is the one who had the hardest time traveling at the beginning, and even understanding the current situation is thousands of miles high.