I'm afraid of myself

I didn't expect to be able to score points on the spot at all...

If thoughts could be displayed on his forehead, Feng Chuixi would not mind facing such a barrage of bullets.

Shaking his head, Feng Chuixi felt that he was full of curiosity about the Anecdote of Immortal Cultivation.

How stupid is it to design such a protagonist?

But it is undeniable that he really wants to see it!

Thinking of this, without waiting for him to go deeper, He Jinyang's half-smiling eyes instantly made Feng Chuxi dare not continue to ask.

This kind of instinctive avoidance, I remember the last time I had this idea, it was the "transformation" that made me realize the opponent's essence for the first time.

When He Jinyang Zhoufan was seeking customers, he really crushed his IQ so hard that when the wind blows to the west, he feels the shadow of those days.

But let's not talk about the past topic, the elegant literati who smiled like a spring breeze in front of them made both of them feel strange.

It was as if the person in front of him had changed his soul. Although he could still tell from the expression in his eyes that the person in front of him was still the same He Jinyang, the strangeness radiated from the inside out.

Therefore, Leng Baijun asked hesitantly: "You, are you He Jinyang?"

I still remember that Feng Chuixi asked the same question, so how risky is it to possess this golden finger?

With such a big difference between before and after, it would be really dangerous not to come up with an outrageous excuse.

He Jinyang was single-minded, thinking like this, without any hesitation in his mouth.

"This is the guarantee that I can become the protagonist, but it is not invincible. You should feel that in the process of character transformation, not only my cultivation base will change, but also my magic weapon, aura and costume will change accordingly. Through experience, I found certain rules and also found fatal flaws.”

Speaking of this, his expression was extremely serious, "For a moment, my cultivation will be reduced to the level of Jinghai. If my enemy seizes this opportunity, I will definitely die."

Affected by his low tone, the expressions of Feng Chuixi and the others also became thoughtful.

"...Is it okay to just tell us like this?"

Feng Chuixi was a little moved, and said admonishingly: "It's too dangerous for you, it's better not to say it, we didn't mean to explore your secret."

Mr. Leng Bai followed suit and nodded.

Anyway, entrusting his Achilles heel to two unfamiliar people, He Jinyang's behavior is a risk, but why not an opportunity?

He Jinyang smiled lightly, looked at them and said seriously: "I trust you."

The wind blows to the west: "..."

Mr. Leng Bai: "..."

What should I do if my heart is burning hot?

"Ugh……"

The folding fan suddenly knocked on the palm, and the wind blew westward and said quietly: "I really made a troublesome friend, don't you think so, Mr. Leng Bai?"

Leng Baijun said "En", his snowy eyes were clear and shallow, and when he looked at He Jinyang with his upright eyes, the ice tips inside softened.

He Jinyang just smiled and said nothing, no one can expose his lies.

The Confucian scholar possessed this time is also a lobbyist who has brought out the art of language to the extreme. Although his cultivation is not the highest, being able to ascend to the fairy world shows that he is not bad at talent, and his most frightening thing is his mouth.

With one mouth open, thousands of troops retreat.

With a few words, the emperor got off his horse and turned things around.

The moment such a legendary lobbyist possessed him, he expressed He Jinyang's prepared lie in other ways.

result?

He Jinyang has become a close friend of the two of them.

The expression changes, the tone is serious, just right enough to make people unable to have doubts, as if what he said is nonsense and many people are willing to believe it.

When the wind blows to the west, Mr. Leng Bai met him face to face, and was captured by this Confucian scholar with profound human nature in the simplest way.

He Jinyang picked up a big bargain, and the rest of the whole process will be Feng Chuixi and Leng Baijun. You and I told He Jinyang not to be so straightforward with others. You must not casually talk about such a big matter that is related to your wealth and life. exit!

He is obviously a very cunning character, but he is also good at disguising the little white rabbit.

Feng Chuixi patted the table and said sincerely in a vowed tone: "I will never say it out, God knows, you know, I know, and Mr. Leng Bai knows, there will never be a fourth person to know!"

Leng Baijun also said seriously to He Jinyang: "This is your secret, I will not tell anyone else."

To be honest, He Jinyang was a little moved, and felt that he was more selfish, and hoped that he would have the opportunity to have a sincere heart-to-heart with them in the future.

"Ah, I know."

Because he felt ashamed, his gaze was softer. Coupled with the attire of a Confucian scholar, he was like a gentleman like jade, as sharp as a grinder.

Feng Chuixi looked at him, and felt that although his concealment was a last resort, he was really ashamed of this beautiful friend.

I hope that in the future I will have the opportunity to be open and frank without any concealment.

The same concealment, the same guilt, at this moment, the hearts of the two seemed to coincide, and they both had the same idea.

May there be no lies in the future.

The atmosphere in the room between the three became more and more harmonious, and there was a moment of silence before He Jinyang opened his mouth to pull back the building that had been tilted far away.

This time, Feng Chuixi didn't care about the left and right, he deliberately changed the subject, with his mind, it was easy to understand He Jinyang's purpose of asking about the forbidden area, and he carefully mentioned a place name.

"Penglai mountains and seas."

One of the few celestial artifacts left in the world of comprehension is in Shanhai City, and it has been passed down from generation to generation by the Dragon Clan, the masters of Penglai Mountains and Seas.

This place is also a rare prosperous place in the cultivation world, and even has the reputation of Little Fairyland.

Feng Chuixi said this, and looked at He Jinyang.

"Penglai Shanhai is both a mountain and an island. There are many sea animals that survived in ancient times. It is even said that Shanhai City itself was built on the back of a giant turtle. If you want to experience it, going to Penglai Shanhai is a good choice. "

He Jinyang naturally thought like a Confucian scholar when he put on the Confucian uniform. Hearing this, he said thoughtfully, "Not only that?"

Feng Chuixi lived up to expectations and said: "Let's go and see the fairy artifact that the dragon clan has guarded for thousands of years."

He Jinyang said: "Why?"

The one who answered him was not Feng Chuixi, but Leng Baijun who had fought against He Jinyang.

Leng Baijun said: "That sword of yours..."

He Jinyang said: "Jie Zhan, it's called Jie Zhan."

Leng Baijun glanced at him, and followed his words: "Although Jie Zhanjian is a fairy weapon, it always feels different from ordinary fairy weapons, so..."

Feng Chuixi continued: "We plan to compare and see."

He Jinyang opened the folding fan, and the mountains, rivers, and seas on the fan were enclosed in ink sandalwood, and the inscriptions in just two lines showed the extraordinaryness of the painting.

"Oh, it's interesting."

High spirits.

Since the plan is to go to the Penglai Mountains and Seas, there are many preparations that should be made. Feng Chuixi suggested that he just take Leng Baijun's ride to go back. He Jinyang said politely and didn't continue.

Just when they are jumping to try, there is someone who is not so good.

He Jinyang's name was destined to spread throughout the comprehension world after the Xianjue Conference ended. Those who died and were defeated by him were destined to become his stepping stones, setting off the stalwart image of "He Immortal".

It is understandable even if the desperadoes who come here for fame and fortune are jealous, but true hatred is full of powerlessness and anger.

"Snapped--"

With a slap on the face, Zhong Litai followed the force and turned his head, a blue and purple palm print appeared on his fair face.

"waste!"

Can let No. 2 of Xianjue Conference be beaten and scolded without fighting back, and roughly guess who this person is.

Zhonglihou, Zhonglitai's blood father stared at him with cold eyes that didn't look like his own son. After a while, when the slap marks on Zhonglitai's cheeks were healed by Quan Xiu at an unusual speed, no trace could be seen. Only then did he spit out two words coldly again.

"waste."

Zhong Litai's face was pale, and he looked more depressed than when he lost.

"Father……"

"Don't call me father."

Zhong Lihou said indifferently: "I knew you were worthless, but I never thought that such a good opportunity would be missed for nothing, and let an unknown person use it for meddlesome things."

In the eyes of this conservative patriarch, it was a waste of He Jinyang's opportunity to let the righteous and the demons obey their orders. If it wasn't for his position, he would even think that this was a treason, a waste of everything, and he deserved to be struck to death by lightning.

"If you are the one who wins...!" Zhonglihou was still a little unwilling, but seeing the lifeless look of his second son, the anger in his heart was even stronger, "If you could win the name of a fairy, you could have a little bit of happiness in Zhongli's house." Status, but waste is waste, and it is a mistake to expect you."

The energetic Zhong Litai in the arena is no better than a puppet in front of his father.

"..."

Seeing his second son's appearance, Zhong Lihou was even more annoyed, "Get lost, don't come to see me in the future."

Zhong Litai was shocked, and only then seemed to have a reaction, looking at his father with sad and begging eyes.

"father……"

"Don't call me dad!"

Zhong Lihou shouted excitedly, clenched his hands into fists, the room the two of them were in was on the sunny side, and the detailed bookshelf documents showed that this place was a study room, but because of the atmosphere, the bright day had an inexplicably gloomy flavor.

His chest heaved violently, and Zhong Lihou waved his hand irritably, not wanting to look at his second son who disappointed him.

"You go down."

Zhong Litai looked at his father in pain, who had never looked directly at him. He knew that if he stepped down this time, he would never have the chance to appear in front of Zhong Lihou again.

Shaking his head, he said against his will: "Father, I'm going to ask He Jinyang for help."

Zhonglihou's gloomy face suddenly paused suspiciously because of his proposal, "Tell me, can you guarantee that Immortal He is willing to intervene in the battle between us and Penglai Mountain and Sea?"

Because He Jinyang has taken away the name of the immortal, he will also be a person of dignity in the future, so other monks will respect him as an immortal when they see him unless his realm is higher than himself.

Both Zhongli's family and Penglai Shanhai are located in the southern region, and they usually have frictions. In recent years, the dragon clan in Shanhai City has taken advantage of the immortal artifacts, and Zhongli's family's living space in the southern region has become more and more difficult.

Zhong Litai participated in the Xianjue Conference regardless of life and death, which was nothing more than asking for help from the outside world on behalf of Zhong Li's family. After all, the Southern Region has always been a self-contained realm, and it is difficult for Zhongzhou monks to intervene.

Zhong Lihou had also heard the rumor that He Jinyang possessed a fairy weapon. If he could win over a fairy weapon holder to his side, he quickly calculated how much help he could provide to his family.

The Dragon Clan has taken advantage of Zhongli's family because of owning Dongzhu these years, and Zhongli's family suffers because they don't have the fairy artifact.

However, as the head of the family, Zhonglihou thinks much more deeply than Zhonglitai.

"Is the impression Immortal He left on you of being kind and soft?"

If it is said that Zhong Lihou was really tempted at the beginning, but he quickly rejected this absurd suggestion.

Easy to talk?It depends on which Immortal He killed all the demons at the Xianjue Conference. If he is easy to talk, it is better to believe that the Moxiu group is good.

Because of this, Zhong Lihou didn't have a good idea about the second son who raised this opinion, and irritability appeared between his brows.

Zhong Litai's nails pierced the palm of his hand, and even with all his efforts, it was difficult to shake his father's deep-rooted loathing for him.

"Father……"

"Okay!"

Zhong Lihou shook his sleeves impatiently and got up, striding away from the study, not wanting to look at him at all.

"Since you want to beg Immortal He, then go begging, I won't care about you!"

"..."

It was clearly a warm sun hanging in the sky, but the sunlight shining on the bluestone slab through the open window made him feel cold.

Zhong Litai didn't understand why, he only knew that he must let He Jinyang take action, no matter begging or begging, even if he was the chief culprit who sabotaged his purpose, he had to humbly ask him to help Zhong Li's family.

Other than that, he couldn't get his father to take a good look at him.

The author has something to say: The biggest difference between He Jinyang and Gu Shengyu is that He Jinyang doesn’t mind lying to survive, but Gu Shengyu doesn’t. He can mislead people with actions but has never deceived a person with words. It is conceivable how difficult the protagonist of this book is. The type to engage in.

He Jinyang: Are you embarrassed to say me?