I'm afraid of myself

The wind blows over the cliffs with no grass, and the mountains and forests full of strange rocks are made of stones. The forests are made of stones. Looking around, except for the black rocks, there is yellow land. The wind blowing yellow sand is naturally formed on the mountain walls. The cave made a desolate sound of whistling in the sky.

The sound of the wind has been entrenched in this stone forest like this, blowing over the surface of every cliff, smoothing their edges and corners, and the people standing on the top of the cliff get the same treatment.

The black hair at the back of the head was lifted, and the cobweb-like silver chain was decorated with diamond-shaped crystals. On the dark blue surface, it could be seen that there was a puddle of blue inside, which was more like a flowing liquid than the solidified crystals on the outside.

He Jinyang was dressed in a clean and neat attire, and his whole body was covered with fairy-level defenses. The treasure was brilliance and introverted, and he was handsome and masculine, just like the person who was confronting him.

Ji Wuxia's attire is as cumbersome as mentioned above, especially in the reincarnation of the four seasons, he is still wrapped in fur in summer as if he is afraid of the cold, the pure black fur makes his complexion as white as jade.

The shape of the eyes is raised, and there is a little red at the end of the eyes, and the same smiley curve as the red lips.

Deep purple gemstones hung on his ears, and the slender gemstones shone gorgeously, making him as black as ink, and his skin whiter than snow.

The monks outside Xiaojing's world looked at him and had the idea of ​​not wanting to be his enemy, as if it would be a crime to attack him, and he himself carried a sacred aura that did not belong to the demon cultivator.

"Are you He Jinyang?"

It was such a person, and said in a soft tone and indifferently.

He Jinyang raised the corners of his mouth, and said with a ruffian smile: "Beauty, did you feel that one shot is not enough?"

How about sending you another arrow?

Ji Wuxia's eyes were wide open, which made his handsome appearance a bit cute.

He was so surprised, so surprised!

It turned out that this man was not as old-fashioned as he looked.

Ji Wuxia, who suddenly felt more interesting, bent his eyes and said, "I like you, do you want to come with me?"

He Jinyang smiled coolly: "Why didn't you come with me?"

Ji Wuxia pointed at He Jinyang slowly and said: "Don't be silly, if you don't come with me, I can only find you to avenge my apprentice."

He Jinyang wrinkled his nose expressionlessly, "If I want to kill you, beauty, my hand that holds the string will tremble." That being said, his finger aiming at Ji Wuxia's dead point did not waver at all.

Ji Wuxia said: "Excessive guy." He seemed to be angry with He Jinyang's incomprehensible style, but he quickly laughed, and the two people who were facing him seemed to be able to smell the fragrance of plum blossoms in the air, "It's so unwilling From me?"

He Jinyang smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I have someone in my heart."

This is obviously an excuse, but people from the outside subconsciously looked towards the extreme south, the palace where the Lord of the Blood Heaven Realm was located.

"Crack-"

"Lord, calm down!"

A group of servants knelt down again, Xie Yanlai put down the powdered wine glass expressionlessly, and laughed twice.

Ji Wuxia, you wait.

As for He Jinyang...

Xie Yanlai frowned, it felt a little weird.

He insisted on his heart, let's start, he heard that someone liked him, of course he would ignore it, as for how those who flattered him would deal with those daring monks, he didn't care, but He Jinyang was an exception for so many years.

The main reason is that he is not inferior to his cultivation base. After all, it took so many years for him to come out with such a serious suitor, and it is undeniable that he accepted the other party's things.

Zun Xi Dan Ding was spinning around beside him, looking very leisurely, Xie Yanlai was troubled in his heart.

According to the rules of the real spirit world, if you accept a courtship gift from the other party, you must give the other party a chance.

……

Forget it, turn a blind eye and close one eye.

Xie Yanlai found an excuse for himself not to pursue it. After all, there were many people waiting to see him become angry, and he didn't want to be laughed at by them.

What's more, Xie Yanlai didn't think that he would become a Taoist partner with such an inexplicable person, even though three days ago, an unknown magic stick counted on him.

He Jinyang didn't know that what he said had such an effect. Just resisting the pressure brought by the person in front of him already made his spirit weak for a while.

Is Arrow strong?Of course it is strong.

It is not a problem for the great powers of the immortal world to crush the monks of the immortal world.

But the possessed He Jinyang is weak!

He was only a mortal body in the initial time travel, but the possession of the god of wind and immortals changed his physique, and Zhou Fanmouke gave him Jinghai level cultivation base, but it is not so easy to go up.

The characteristics of pure spiritual roots are convenient for him to remove the aura of each fairy every time he possesses, and the aura is slowly accumulated and converted into true energy, which expands the sea of ​​energy, and the sources of dantian and purple mansion complement each other to form a sea of ​​tranquility The abyss is deep, this is the so-called tranquil sea realm.

Stepping into the Sea of ​​Tranquility means truly becoming a cultivator, but it is undeniable that this is indeed the first step in cultivation and cannot be considered a strong one.

If the strength is not high, it will be difficult for He Jinyang to command the strength of every immortal master.

Therefore, the Divine Wind Immortal Venerable alone has the ability to poke a hole in the cultivation world, and He Jinyang has just reached the peak of the pillar.

But even so, it already shows that He Jinyang's talent is terrifying. Pure spiritual roots can turn the body into a spiritual pond to the maximum extent. As long as He Jinyang can endure the pain, his progress speed will never be slower than any genius, or should I say those geniuses It is difficult to flatter a horse and his progress.

Given time, it is not impossible for him to catch up with every immortal venerable or even surpass them, it should be said that that is the truth.

But even after saying so much, it cannot be denied that He Jinyang can still encounter enemies that threaten his life.

Ji Wuxia, the Meixue Emperor of the Devil Dao, is such a character. Even if the two parties are equal in cultivation, Ji Wuxia's experience of living ten thousand years is not comparable to that of He Jinyang, who has just arrived in the cultivation world for a few days.

So this battle can be fought, but it is a battle of life and death.

The situation is especially harsh for He Jinyang.

The wind on the top of the cliff subsided for a while.

Even the monks who saw this could not help swallowing a mouthful of saliva, and their Adam's apple slipped, not knowing what to say.

Silently clutching the floating Zunxi Danding tightly, Xie Yanlai didn't want to admit that he didn't like He Jinyang being bullied by others.

Anyway, this is also a strong man who gave him a courtship gift and succeeded, so what's the matter with being played by an old man?

Unsatisfied, unhappy, the wayward Lord Demon Emperor wanted to get up and relax.

Well, it's time for the bloodbath of the Fairy Awakening Conference.

"and many more!"

Oh, dare to tell me to wait?

Xie Yanlai looked in the direction of the voice on the spot, only to realize that the person who spoke was not aimed at him.

What are you doing?

Feeling worse and worse, Xie Yanlai squinted his eyes and scanned the surroundings, where did he remove it from the Xianjue Conference?

"You monk is really brave."

At this moment, He Jinyang's voice finally brought back Xie Yanlai's blood-soaked way of thinking, and he began to look at the four flat mirrors in the distance. .

It was thanks to the four flat mirrors that these people were able to continuously know how far the second session of the Xianjue Conference was going. Now the surface of the flat mirror was showing He Jinyang's slightly raised eyebrows, a half-smile expression.

Xie Yanlai narrowed his eyes, and his thoughts of wanting to move faded away. The waiters who served him probably never thought that he had just walked around the blood sea hell. They only saw the emperor leaning firmly on the soft backrest, fiery red. Coral beads cover the monarch's wonderful face that cannot be described with words.

Everything seemed so normal, peaceful, no different from every day.

The person broadcasting on Pingjing raised his eyebrows, and he didn't appear to be frightened by Ji Wuxia's imposing manner. He seemed... eager to try?

Thinking of this, Ji Wuxia's smile deepened.

"You are not bad."

He Jinyang said frankly: "Of course I'm good, and I won't stop at good."

As he spoke, he blocked Du Kuan behind his back.

What the monk did just now was so risky that He Jinyang broke into a cold sweat watching it.

Du Ku knew that this was He Jinyang's kindness, but he had something to say, people who practice Buddhism are never afraid of death, and the next life is just another practice.

"Amitabha, benefactor, please let me have a few words with this monk."

He Jinyang said: "Monk, can't you be more honest?"

Du Ku said: "It's really a sin for a monk to be dishonest, Amitabha." He clasped his hands together and bowed his head.

He Jinyang: "..."

Ji Wuxia: "Pfft..." Laughed out loud, "Okay, okay, just say what you want, I promise I won't do anything to you, your Buddhist practice is really interesting."

He Jinyang glared at Ji Wuxia with indescribable eyes, but reluctantly moved away, revealing the tattered old monk behind him.

Spring, summer, autumn and winter, the four seasons turn around, and the young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes has become a thin, bald old man who looks like a skeleton.

To be honest, it is a miracle that he can persist in Xiaojing World for so long with the cultivation base of crossing hardships. Don't you see that Zhong Litai, who is in the same realm as him, used the power of Moonstone on himself twice in a row to keep himself immortal.

If it weren't for the longevity of the Buddha cultivator compared with that of the immortal cultivators of the same realm, he would have turned into a pile of bones in front of the special rules of this world. Due to the lack of practice, even the Buddha bone relics would not be left behind.

Du Ku walked to a place not too far from Ji Wuxia, and silently recited the Buddha's name.

"The little monk is going through hardships, and he has met the benefactor."

When He Jinyang and Ji Wuxia were confronting each other, Du Ku stayed at a distance and chanted sutras. When the two started to fight, he suddenly broke the hostility.

Ji Wuxia was very curious about what this little monk could say. Of course, he could see that the other party's aging was the result of the encroachment of the world, and his own age might not be a fraction of his own.

"Monk, what do you want to say?"

Du Ku showed his straightforwardness when facing He Jinyang, "I want to ask, does fighting make the benefactor happy like this?"

Xie Yanlai behind the bead curtain let out a surprised voice: "Huh."

Someone can see the true nature of that dead plum!

The question came so abruptly that even Ji Wuxia himself was dumb for a quarter of an hour, and then he laughed out loud.

The man who was as cold as a plum let go of his restrained laugh, which was not insane.

Ji Wuxia laughed and replied, "It's an interesting question, but it didn't disappoint me."

Du Ku lightly said: "Amitabha."

Ji Wuxia raised the corners of her mouth, and simply replied: "Interesting, very interesting, very interesting, monk, do you want to stop me?"

That's right, he just doesn't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement, and he doesn't worry about being redundant when disturbing the muddy water.

Stop it if you have any opinions, and shut up if you don’t have the ability!

Although Du Kuan's cultivation progress is slow, he has a pair of spiritual eyes. Although these eyes are particularly inconsistent on an old face, his performance can make up for this.

"Amitabha, the little monk can't stop the donor, but someone can."

Ji Wuxia squinted his eyes, feeling inexplicably ominous, he followed Du Ku's words and said: "There are people who can, but they are not here now."

Du Kuo didn't read the Buddha's name again this time, but raised his right hand, and the 36 Buddha bone relics in his hand were shining with golden light at some point.

"Someone can, and he's here."

The tone is low and the voice is solemn, as if the voice of the Buddha is traveling eastward, and a big bell is ringing in his ears.

Ji Wuxia looked in surprise at the phantom of the Buddha emerging from behind the monk.

"This is……"