Cultivation world is responsible for the appearance [Transmigration Book]

The bottom of the cold pool.

There is a white jade round platform, on which Luo Junqing sits, and the complicated formations circle around him.Countless scenes flew by in his mind like snowflakes, and he couldn't see clearly or grasp them.

He didn't know what it was all about.At first, he only thought that it was the history of the Zongguangmen, and he hoped that the successors could pass on the great achievements of the sect, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

Until he saw a red figure standing on top of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, with fierce red clothes.

Luo Junqing's eyes flashed.

The man in red turned around slowly, revealing half of his side face, with soft lines and a bright smile.

Luo Junqing's eyes suddenly opened wide, even if there was only half of the side face, even if it was hazy and blurred, he could still recognize it at a glance.

Luo Junqing clenched her fists tightly, her nails left a deep half-moon imprint on her palm, her lips and teeth moved slightly, and she called out a name softly:

An Jing and...

He was still expressionless, and his tone seemed flat, but it made people feel a sense of gnashing of teeth, as if he wanted to take that person over, crush him, eat them and hide them in his stomach.

The man in red in the void seemed to be aware of something, and suddenly turned around, as if the mist had cleared, his face suddenly became clear, and he met Luo Junqing's eyes for a moment, and the aura around the man in red also changed. She suddenly changed, as if she had changed into a different person, her eyes were dark, looking at Luo Junqing from a distance through the emptiness, revealing a sneering sneer.

Luo Junqing's eyes froze, this is not him!

However, before Luo Junqing could do anything, the red figure exploded immediately, and ashes filled with sparks immediately filled his sight, as if nothing happened just now.

Luo Junqing's heart was suffocated, and his spiritual consciousness was condensed, like a sharp sword, emitting a bright golden light, stabbing forward, the gray-black smoke immediately receded, and going forward, he could not make any progress, as if he had touched the inheritance Luo Junqing was about to investigate some kind of taboo in it, but it was popped out, and even suffered a backlash, which made him have to withdraw from the inheritance ahead of time.

Luo Junqing spat out a mouthful of blood, opened her eyes, and a golden light flashed in her eyes.

He raised his palm, and the fingertips of his palm were faintly glowing with lightning.He suddenly thought of the thunder disaster that he spent with An Jinghe in the gilded sacred tree.

This inheritance seems to have inspired part of the power of that catastrophe.

Concentrating on entering the inheritance formation again, things went much smoother.

Luo Junqing seemed to be in a void, quiet and dark, but there were a few stars hanging in the sky.

He didn't know where it was, so he could only raise his vigilance secretly.

"Junior Brother Luo."

A soft cry came from behind.

Luo Junqing turned around and looked, it was An Jinghe.

An Jinghe was wearing a purple dress, the lines outlined by the dark lines were exquisite and gorgeous, a Snow Song Sword was pinned to his waist, his hair was fluttering gently, and he was smiling gently at him.

Just like when we first met, the noble and elegant Senior Brother Han Guangmen.

"Brother?" Luo Junqing subconsciously asked in a daze.

"Huh? It's been a long time since I last saw you, and you don't recognize me anymore?" With gentle eyes but convincing courage, An Jinghe walked towards him, stretched out a hand, and said with a smile, "Senior brother is here to pick me up." Yours, let's go, go back to the Enlightenment Gate, we've been out for too long, Shizun Shishu and the others will be worried."

His tone is very gentle, like a good brother who cares about his juniors, respects his teachers and respects his elders.

Luo Junqing looked at the white hand, smiled lightly, but didn't reach out to hold it, he said: "Brother, maybe you forgot that we are in the sect right now."

An Jinghe didn't care, and retracted his hand without a trace, moved closer to Luo Junqing, stretched out his hand to hold the other's hand, smiled softly, and said: "Senior brother's memory is not very good, Luo Junior brother is willing to accompany you Brother, go to see Master and the others."

"Okay." There was a soft touch in Luo Junqing's eyes, and there was a softness in Luo Junqing's eyes.

"Junior brother Luo, would you like to stay with senior brother for the rest of your life, we won't go anywhere, we'll be together forever, okay?" An Jinghe clenched Luo Junqing's hand, his voice was unspeakably bewildering, and his eyes were divided. Softness, five points of admiration and two points of expectation.

"If this is what senior brother wishes, I'm naturally very happy." Luo Junqing raised his hand to caress the longing face in front of him, brushed it lightly, and his eyes were extremely gentle, "It's a pity..."

Luo Junqing's eyes turned cold suddenly, the long sword in his hand was already out of its sheath, he opened his lips and lowered his eyes, with a half-smile, not only sarcastic but self-deprecating, "Unfortunately, he won't say such words."

'An Jinghe' moved extremely fast, took a few steps away, stopped in place, and changed into another posture——

Dressed in a bright red wedding dress, it was as hot as fire, and it completely overlapped with the appearance he saw when he fell into the illusion for the first time in his memory.

"Is there something else that matters?" 'An Jinghe' brushed the hair from his temples, smiled lightly, a blush appeared in the corner of his eyes, "Don't you want me?"

"I am what you think in your heart, and it is externalized. If you don't want it, I won't exist."'An Jinghe' opened his lips and smiled, stroked his waist with a pair of bare hands, and gently untied his clothes. She took off her coat, and the bright red wedding dress was worn down, leaving only a light undergarment, which was also bright red, slightly messy, and the open neckline revealed a large expanse of fair skin.

"Junior Brother Luo, I am pleased with you," 'An Jinghe' continued to bewitch me with a soft voice, "Don't you want to be with me?"

Luo Junqing's eyes did not fluctuate, she smiled ironically, and raised the long sword in her hand, the sharp edge of the sword was revealed: "It's not this beautiful skin that I love, you really underestimate me."

"Junior Brother Luo, are you really going to kill me?" The red shadow instantly turned into snow white, 'An Jinghe' was pale, with blood stains on his white clothes, his lips were extremely pale, and he looked extremely weak , "Didn't you say, you like mine? Do you really have the heart to kill me with your own hands?"

'An Jinghe' stretched out a hand again, and gently opened his lips, "Come here, stay with me, we don't care about anything, okay, I will accompany you, we will wander the world together, I will always be with you, OK?"

The eyes of 'An Jinghe' are extremely pure, so clear that they seem to be able to reflect all their emotions.

Luo Junqing frowned and chuckled, if that person really thought so, then it would be great...

Unfortunately, it wasn't him after all.

Without the slightest hesitation, Luo Junqing raised the sword in his hand and flew towards the white shadow like flowing clouds and flowing water. Without giving the other party a chance to speak, he shattered all the illusions with his sword.

The empty phantom around it instantly shattered into bits of ice crystal fragments before disappearing.

The demon has been resolved.

Luo Junqing slowly opened her eyes, the golden sword energy lingering in her pitch-black pupils.He has obtained all the inheritances, and the formation text under his body has gradually become transparent, and finally lost all its brilliance.

Luo Junqing stood up, only feeling that she had the potential to make a breakthrough again.He didn't stay any longer, he jumped out of the cold pool with a light leap.

The huge piece of ice is still dormant in the rock wall, and the woman in white clothes in the ice looks cold, eyes closed, although embedded in the ice, lifeless, but it makes people feel, as if she will die in the next moment. To break through the ice.

Luo Junqing couldn't help but took a few more glances. The woman could only be considered beautiful, not stunning, but the aura on her body made him feel very familiar for no reason.

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Magic Palace.

An Jinghe just came back from Xuan Yin's place. Since he met Xuan Yin and returned to the Demon Palace, his elder brother would come to talk to him every day. I'm sorry, after all, the devil must be busy with work, so he goes to Xuanyin's place every day to sit and sit.

Unexpectedly, when he returned to the yard this time, he ran into an uninvited guest again.

An Jinghe pushed the door and entered, but saw a snow-white figure standing under the flower tree.

Mangroves in white are particularly dazzling.

When the man heard An Jinghe coming in, he turned around slightly and smiled at Chongning.

That person is naturally extremely handsome, but also extremely pale, like a sick immortal, who will take off for nine days in the next moment.

An Jinghe couldn't figure out the depth of the other party, but he didn't sense the hostility, so he asked in deliberation, "Your Excellency?"

"Under Moli, I came here uninvited, sorry to bother you." The voice of the man in white was clear and sounded very comfortable.

An Jinghe was a little surprised: "Ghost Lord?"

Mo Li smiled: "It's right here."

This ghost king is really quite different from what he thought. Instead of having a trace of ghosts around him, he looks like a sick fairy.

But An Jinghe didn't dare to underestimate the ghost lord. The demon palace was heavily guarded, but the ghost didn't disturb anyone, not even the demon. It was really not easy.

An Jinghe didn't know his intentions, so he could only open his mouth and said: "I don't know why the ghost king is here. If you want to discuss important matters, please move to my elder brother."

"I came here this time to look for you." Mo Li looked very good-tempered and extremely gentle, and said with a smile, "First of all, I would like to congratulate His Highness Xuanyue for recognizing the blood of the Demon Lord."

An Jinghe didn't refuse, and said, "Thank you."

Mo Li's eyes became softer, and he smiled softly, "Secondly, I'm here for Qi Sheng."

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The top of Qianyuan Pavilion.

It is still surrounded by clouds and mist, the fairy air is misty, and white cranes fly around the pillars.

The man in white looked cold, sitting at the other end of the chessboard, but did not hold a piece in his hand.

"Senior Rong, it really is you." Yan Yu smiled lightly, with a calm expression, as if he had expected it.

This person is Rong Xiran.

The man in white lowered his eyes and raised his eyebrows, and looked sideways at the simple carvings on the stone pillars on the wall. His voice could not hear his emotions: "80 years have passed, and this place is still the same as before, without any changes."

"It's natural," Yan Yu followed his eyes and looked around the top hall. He has sat here for 80 years, and every place has already been engraved into his memory. He is extremely familiar with it. The boiled tea was poured into two blue and white porcelain cups, and he still asked the right question, "I don't know why Senior Rong came here this time?"

The fragrance of tea permeates and the smoke lingers.

The white-clothed man's expression froze for a while, before he said, "I came here this time to ask for someone from the head?"

Yan Yu's expression remained unchanged: "Who is it?"

The man in white paused, and replied, "A...an old friend from 80 years ago."