I'm afraid of myself

The four families survived because of the fairy world, and the holy son was born because of the fairy world. The birth of the son of the tiger and the son of the green dragon in the millennium is the last ray of dawn for this bewildered world of self-cultivation. Is the last generation of Holy Son.

Mr. Leng Bai's already pale face was completely pale, he opened his mouth and said, "What did you say?"

Feng Chuixi didn't give him any intention of escaping and continued, "This is the end."

Mr. Leng Bai suddenly felt dizzy, and he leaned back subconsciously. Fortunately, the area they passed by deliberately avoided many people, especially because the night was dark, and the road leading to the main hall of the Jiansheng sect was rare. Their conversation is not afraid of being overheard, the key is that he now has a place to rely on.

The stone pillar behind him made him look quite lost, and the "sword maniac", who was always in high spirits, looked extremely embarrassed.

Feng Chuixi knew the importance of the Leng family in the other party's heart, but he had to reveal this fact cruelly, because the Shengzi was closely related to the prosperity of the four families, and without the Shengzi, there would be no Four Families.

Every holy son will have the best talent in the contemporary era, and the last spiritual root is no more than the heavenly spiritual root, and special abilities are born with it.For example, Mr. Leng Bai, who is loved by Xihu, is born with the power of gold to manipulate weapons, which complements the spiritual root of the fire attribute.

Leng Baijun shook his lips tremblingly, and tremblingly said: "You have to tell me that the fairy world is destroyed, and the white tiger... is the white tiger dead?"

Feng Chuixi frowned, and put his hands on Leng Baijun's shoulders.

"Calm down."

"How do you make me calm down!"

Leng Baijun violently opened his hand, turned his back, smashed his fist on the surface of the stone pillar, and said with restraint: "In your eyes, is the death of a family a calm thing?"

"..."

After a long time, even the angry Leng Baijun couldn't help but look back, he saw Feng Chuxi looking at him deeply, his eyes were deeper than ever before.

"The wind blows west..."

"Let's take it easy," Feng Feixi, who accidentally revealed his true emotions, opened his folding fan in a cover-up manner, and turned his head with a smile. , we should be the last generation."

Mr. Leng Bai, who hadn't heard the subtext at first, re-read the sentence in his mind because of the wind, and then showed surprise.

"You mean... a transfer?"

The wind blows west and nods.

Mr. Leng Bai is not stupid, he is just very straightforward most of the time, as long as Feng Chuixi doesn't hide it from him and talks to him well, he can quickly grasp the key points with his wisdom.

"Do you suspect that He Jinyang is the turning point?"

Feng Chuixi said: "Because it's a coincidence, isn't it?"

Leng Baijun pursed his lips tightly: "That's right, it's a coincidence."

It is not a "coincidence" that the hand-held fairy appears at this sensitive stage. Is there any other reason to explain it?

Feng Chuixi rubbed his chin with the fan head, and said vaguely: "And I felt a sense of intimacy with him. The last time I felt this way was when I was facing my Qinglong ancestor."

Mr. Leng Bai didn't know what to say about this feeling, so he could only nod his head.

"So, since you don't know, let's get close and do as you like."

Feng Chuixi patted Leng Baijun on the shoulder cheerfully.

Mr. Leng Bai had no choice but to nod, but before turning around in the wind, he said: "Are you okay?"

Feng Chuixi turned his head in doubt.

"How to say?"

Leng Baijun said: "I am also the Holy Son."

Feng Chuixi opened his eyes wide all of a sudden, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

"I know, so didn't I tell you this?"

Lord Leng Bai dissatisfied: "It's too late."

"I care about you."

"The wind blows west!"

……

The two figures drifted away, and an unknown spiritual light flickered on the spot. It slowly lifted into the sky in the dark night like the light of a firefly, and returned to the performer through the barrier of space.

A flash of spiritual light fell steadily from the open palm, and he passed on what he heard in a short while. He Jinyang changed his previous white clothes, and a lot of things were hung on his head. His white body turned into a dull black gold , the Chinese clothes have fine lines and complicated workmanship, and there are several coats between the inner lining and the outer coat. It doesn't look like a dress that can be easily used by force. In other words, this is more like the clothing of a scribe, or the type of counselor. .

"Zhoufan seeks customers."

A scheming brilliance flashed in the eyes of He Jinyang who was possessed by it, and his expression was thrilling.

An outstanding wise general, proficient in spells, and decisively wins thousands of miles away, few people saw him make a move in person, only saw his great victory after planning again and again.

Knowing where he is, He Jinyang quickly sorted out the known information, and gradually, he found that Leng Baijun and Feng Chuixi were his natural allies.

They don't know what the so-called sense of intimacy is, but he himself knows it, and he knows it very clearly.

Since their origin is inextricably linked to the fairy world, they are far more sensitive to the fairy energy in He Jinyang than others.

Maybe it's because of the careful thoughts on weekdays that will repel this inexplicable emotion, but after getting along for a long time, they won't even stay on guard.

Immortal energy...it really is like cheating.

A cold light of disdain flashed across He Jinyang's eyes, and was soon covered by another layer of conspiracy.

Spreading the palm of his hand, a writing brush of indescribable quality but with a shining tip landed on his fingertips. With a light lift, he wrote a large character on the table.

The strokes are rounded, and the iron horse Jing Ge seems to be involved in thousands of battlefields in the beginning of the pen, and the hustle and bustle is coming.

He Jinyang uttered the word in a low voice—"Diligence."

At this time, thanks to Zhou Fan's wisdom, his mind became extremely clear, and he became more aware of what he should do.

Practice.

Every time he possesses, he will not only have unparalleled strength in the world for a moment, but also possess the knowledge of cultivating immortals that is hard to find in the world.

If he didn't want to become a powerless good-for-nothing after the possession ended, he needed to speed up his practice.

Speaking of cultivation... He Jinyang was a little hesitant, because he didn't feel wrong even after ending the possession of Jie Zhan, he could feel that Jie Zhan had been sleeping quietly somewhere in his body, waiting for the moment when he transformed into a kamikaze again .

Manipulating the pen to drop the paper, ink-colored plants are like lotus flowers blooming on the table. They are not paper, but just surface, but when He Jinyang wipes them with his hands, a black lotus flower slowly grows on the surface of the table.

Taking the wooden tabletop as nourishment and extracting the aura from the air, Mo Lian fiddled with her body ostentatiously, looking like a special handicraft with exquisite spirituality.

He Jinyang looked at it and knew that it was the aura and vitality that he had aroused when he wrote the pen. Those who didn't know it might think that the pen was some kind of evil thing.

After all, for so many years, no one has heard of any kind of spirit treasure that can create things out of thin air.

"Zhoufan seeking customers is really amazing."

he said softly.

[System: Zhoufan seeker, formerly known as Dongxiang Yu, was renamed Zhoufan when he was young when he encountered family genocide. He took a flat boat and sailed across the mountains.After stepping into the world of self-cultivation and successfully destroying the powerful enemies at the time, the four sects of Xu Jiaxu, and then ascending to the fairy world with great enlightenment, Dongxiang Yu was famous in the fairy world for his deed of destroying three thousand demon cultivators before he even appeared. Later, he became a well-known Zhoufan seeker. 】

Normally, He Jinyang might lament how much love and hatred are actually hidden in this short introduction, which has been honed through hardships. However, when the boating seeker possessed him, he calmly did not have any mood swings, and ruthlessly calculated the situation in his hand. How much trouble a pen will bring me.

Needless to say, this is another fairy weapon, the quality is no worse than Jie Zhan.

If other people's family can have a spiritual artifact, they will be very happy. Their fairy artifacts are sold by the catty.

It can be seen that there will be more powers possessed in the future, and the number of immortal weapons in one's hand will be enough to blow the attention of others.

The headache is endless, he is not a pushy person, but when things are not allowed.

Thinking of this, He Jinyang patiently lifted his body, and watched his cultivation drop to the level of Jinghai in an instant.

The cultivation method in this realm of comprehension is completely different from his previous cognition, and there are four major realms.

Building the foundation, calming the sea, casting the body, and standing the pillars.

The power of cultivating the mastery of the primordial spirit has the ability to unfold the heavenly pillars that penetrate the heavens and the earth. Individuals with advanced cultivation bases, the unfolded pillars are tall and straight, and the color is pure and has its own attribute power.

Just like Ling Chengfeng, the divine wind fairy that He Jinyang possessed before, the pillars he unfolded are as tall as ten thousand feet, truly penetrating the heavens and the earth, continuing the ancient myth of Nu Wa beheading the tortoise and supporting the sky with all four legs.And the color of his celestial pillar is a light blue with wind attribute in the pure white, the two colors are extremely pure.The white ones are milky white and translucent like jade carvings, and the blue ones are like the force of the flowing wind, constantly growing around the pillar of heaven.

Thinking about the fact that he had just arrived in Jinghai, the Purple Mansion in his body had just opened, and the aura was filling and gradually liquefied, but it was incomparable to a monk at the level of a column, He Jinyang couldn't help sighing, and then cheered secretly.

When I can also unfold the Tianzhu and reach the pillar realm, I don't need to rely on the system, so now I have to step up my practice!

Since He Jinyang himself is a pure spiritual root, which is an ancient spiritual root that has been extinct for a long time, the characteristic of this spiritual root is that it is inclusive of all rivers, which is also the main reason why it was found by the system.

Because only this kind of spiritual root can persist and benefit from falling in the realm again and again.

He Jinyang cultivated to the realm of Jinghai in one day, which would cause a great commotion in the cultivation world. However, his previous performance was a pillar monk at the level of Yuanshen. Naturally, his vision is high and he can't see mere Jinghai's cultivation base.

Now that such thoughts are preconceived, it is easier to understand the way of thinking afterwards.

The reason why he didn't launch the unique domain supernatural power battle was because he was so strong that he didn't need it. He had already become an old monster who didn't know how many years he had lived, so He Jinyang had to put on his vest and go out early the next morning, otherwise Jinghai-level Realms attract a lot of unwanted attention.