After raising a crooked junior brother, his design collapsed [Rebirth]

Time has passed, and the former proud son of heaven has become a drowning dog that everyone shouts and beats.Almost everyone who mentions him adds fuel to the matter and condemns him righteously.

Some people say that Feng Tu is a pawn placed by Moxiu in the righteous way, and after being discovered by his teacher, he kills him.Some people also said that he was fascinated by the witch of the demon sect, and the two hooked up to become an adulterer, so he decided to abandon the way and become a demon.

The situation has been exaggerated to the extreme, and there are all kinds of things. Everyone insists on their own opinions, and they have everything to say.But no matter which one, it is based on his murder of teachers.

Wen Qiong's intuition was wrong. If it was true what everyone said, where did her brother go?

She asked everyone, but couldn't get a clear answer.Comparing the two, Wen Qiong discovered that Wen Jing hadn't appeared in front of everyone since she called Feng Tu home that day.

Even the news that Feng Tu killed his master and turned his back on the sect was discovered by other fellow sects after a long time.

No one could tell her Wen Jing's whereabouts. Ji Xingmian watched the girl running around like a headless chicken. Every time she heard some suspicious news, she searched thousands of miles, but every time she returned disappointed.

Until one day, she suddenly received an anonymous letter with no other information except an address.But Wen Qiong refused to let go of any hope, and Dang even left for the appointment.

"It's you." Wen Qiong was stunned when he saw the person coming, and quickly frowned again, "How did you make yourself like this?"

The outside world said that after Feng Tu rebelled into the devil's way, he would be followed by a group of demons, and even the righteous sects had to avoid it.But the person who appeared in front of her now did not appear to be "spirited".

While Wen Qiong in the illusion was questioning Feng Tu, Ji Xingmian was also looking at the person in front of him, vaguely matching him with a demon king in history.

Thousands of years ago, Beiwang and Xiyue had not yet split, and the royal family was not as free as it is now, and was attached to the monastic sect.It wasn't until the demon king was born that the royal family regained part of the power during the civil strife among the cultivators, and then they gradually fought against the sect.

However, in Ji Xingmian's impression, that demon king was in power for a short time, and died in an assassination within a few years.

Originally, when Ji Xingmian read this period of history, he still had some doubts. How could a monk who practiced the Mahayana half-step saint die so easily in the assassination.But if you add a serious injury that is difficult to heal, it is not impossible.

In the outline of Feng Tu in front of him, he could vaguely see his previous appearance, but his expression was more haggard than before.Although on the surface he still looks very imposing, but he can only deceive ordinary people.

For someone like Ji Xingmian, one can tell at a glance that he is already a strong outsider and a middle-ranking man, and his life is not long.

"I'm sorry, I found you in this way." Feng Tu couldn't help coughing, "Little Qiong'er..."

"Don't call me that." Wen Qiong interrupted him viciously, turned her head away, but her eyes were red.Her voice was uncontrollably choked up, "My brother didn't see me, and you became like this, what happened to you?"

"Sorry." Feng Tu moved his lips, but in the end he only uttered these two words.

Wen Qiong didn't cry for too long. To be precise, she only shed a few tears and forced herself to swallow the rest.

"Tell me, what exactly do you want me to do?"

Feng Tu said: "I want to ask you a favor."

"You are a majestic devil, do you still need my help?" Wen Qiong said sarcastically.

"That's right." Feng Tu laughed, "Otherwise, how can I say that I didn't get along well."

This conversation had changed from the past, Wen Qiong couldn't control her nose sore, and said in a muffled voice, "Stop talking nonsense, just speak straight."

Feng Tu took out an egg from his sleeve, "I want you to send it to a place for me."

The auras on their bodies blended faintly, needless to say the relationship.

Even though he knew he was in an illusion, Ji Xingmian subconsciously took a step forward, reaching out before Wen Qiong, but without any surprise, he missed.

Ji Xingmian stared at his empty hand in a daze, various memories appeared one after another in his mind.His body gradually turned cold, as if his blood was frozen, until the little black dragon crawled down his body and jumped three times in his palm.

Dragons are cold-blooded animals, and their body temperature is lower than that of humans, but for Ji Xingmian now, it is warm.

Ji Xingmian hugged it into his arms, and murmured uncontrollably, "I will definitely take care of you, Wu Zhou, I will, I will..."

Wen Qiong's voice in the illusion almost tripled, full of disbelief, "You fucking made a dick! You fucking..." She held back for a long time, but couldn't hold back any more. The vocabulary, on the contrary, made me very angry.

Although she took the egg cursingly in the end, but judging by his expression, she probably didn't want to say a word to Feng Tu, and turned around to leave.

Feng Tu originally let her leave, but he suddenly raised his head as if sensing something, his face changed slightly.

"and many more."

Feng Tu involuntarily stuffed Wen Qiong into the secret passage, and set up a barrier outside, with an unprecedented seriousness on his face, "No matter what you see or hear later, you must not come out."

He only had time to leave this sentence, and hurried out.Wen Qiong was caught off guard and pushed in, so naturally she refused to wait obediently.

But her cultivation was too far from Fengtu, and she couldn't break it for a while. She was struggling, and the house outside was destroyed by a gust of wind.

A black body as tall as a mountain gradually appeared, and most of the black scales that should have been neatly covered on its body fell off, and the blood continued to seep out, as if it had rained red on the sky and the earth.

There was a person standing opposite him. Compared with the huge body of the black dragon, the person was too small, but he couldn't be ignored.Almost his whole body was hidden under the black cloak, only his hand holding a sword was exposed. He was as thin as a stick, skinny, and abnormally pale.

Wen Qiong's eyes widened in disbelief, and she threw herself on the barrier with all her strength, her body trembling uncontrollably, she shouted silently, but she couldn't make a sound.

The person who came raised his head slightly, the black cloak he was wearing was blown up by the strong wind, the snow hair was flying, revealing his thin jawline.The phoenix eyes are like ice, but the cinnabar between his brows is burning like fire, which makes his original handsome appearance a bit coquettish.

He is Wen Jing, but he is not.But for anyone who knows him, it may be difficult to connect this white-haired young man exuding a ruthless aura with the first day genius of the righteous way in the past.

Compared with Feng Tu, he is more like the one who has entered the magic way.

"Feng Tu... You deceived teachers and exterminated ancestors, betrayed faith, disregarded human relations..." Wen Jing's voice was hoarse, and his pronunciation was slightly weirder than ordinary people. It seemed that he hadn't spoken for a long time, "You should die."

Before the words fell, the sword was already out.

The mountains and rivers collapsed, the sky and the earth changed color, dark clouds covered the sky, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled, heavy rain poured down, and the illusion trembled violently, revealing the state of mind of the owner of the illusion at this time from the side.

In a blink of an eye, Ji Xingmian looked at a place in the sky without any warning, and with five fingers together, he grabbed the void quickly and fiercely.

A girl's exclamation sounded in the air, and then a figure appeared.His temple hair was a little disheveled, his chest was slightly undulating, and he looked a little embarrassed.Her figure is illusory and transparent, obviously not a living person.

Ji Xingmian lowered his eyes slightly, and bowed his hands, "I didn't know that senior was here, I'm sorry."

The girl who was forcefully forced out by him had the same face as Wen Qiong in the illusion, and she smiled a little forcedly, "It's okay."

She stayed where she was for a while, and saw that Ji Xingmian was still standing there, and didn't intend to come over to help her, so she had to stand up on her own, patted the non-existent dust habitually, and apologized: "I accidentally pulled you in." , I'm really sorry."

Ji Xingmian glanced at her, lowered his eyes and said, "This junior mistakenly got into senior's memory and disturbed senior, so it's up to this junior to apologize."

"Actually, you don't need to call me senior." The girl pursed her lips and smiled, then raised her hand and pinned her loose hair behind her ear, with a melancholy expression, "I'm just a lingering thought left by her."

Ji Xingmian asked cooperatively, "How do you say that?"

"Back then, the fight was so violent that I couldn't hold it back and fell into a coma. When I woke up, they were gone." The girl recalled: "I couldn't find any trace of them anywhere, so I pressed Brother Feng The address left to me took that egg and found this underground palace."

"Actually, when I was on the road, I noticed that this egg was a bit weird. It seemed to be born with a kind of cold poison, so I had no choice but to use my cultivation to suppress it, and at the same time bring it to find it."

"In the underground palace, there was a letter left by my brother in advance, asking me to follow the instructions above and seal the egg here. But I was careful at the time and tried to operate it once before I realized that the formation was If the sealing is only common, it would just hatch later, but the egg is born with cold poison, if it lacks spiritual energy, it will only become a dead egg."

As the girl spoke, she glanced at the little black dragon in Ji Xingmian's arms, and said in a low voice, "Brother Feng never planned to let him be born from the very beginning."

Ji Xingmian folded his arms subconsciously, paused before continuing to ask, "And then?"

"I tried a lot of ways to transfer the cold poison to myself, and then sealed the egg here according to the seal." The girl casually brought this memory with her, "Then I just stayed here and waited."

Ji Xingmian asked, "Has Fengtu come?"

"……Correct."

The girl seemed a little dissatisfied with his behavior of directly calling Feng Tu's name, so she endured it and continued: "He was very angry and lost his temper. This is the first time I saw him so angry, but it's a done deal. He can't help it. He promised me that in the future It just belongs to me."

"I and it... that's all, we are not qualified." Feng Tu said with a wry smile: "If it survives in the future, it belongs to you."

"This is his exact words." The girl's eyes lit up slightly, then dimmed after a while, she turned to Ji Xingmian and asked, "Now, do you want to take it away?"

Ji Xingmian said, "Yes."

"Then you have to agree to a few of my demands." The girl smiled slightly, and raised her hand to form a paper with aura, "You can't leave it, you can't treat it badly, you can't bully it..."

In the middle of writing, she looked up and asked, "By the way, I still don't know your name?"

Ji Xingmian touched the little black dragon's head, and answered her quietly.

The girl lowered her head and continued, and wrote down many things she couldn't do, before finally pushing the spirit deed in front of Ji Xingmian, "Look, if you want, let me inject your spiritual power."

Ji Xingmian took it, but didn't write it right away, but asked a question, "Has senior always stayed in this underground palace?"

"That's right." The girl said: "Speaking of which, I still have to thank you. Thanks to you for seriously injuring that monster, I was able to get out of trouble."

Ji Xingmian asked, "In this way, senior was always conscious even when he was swallowed by monsters?"

"Yes." The girl seemed a little dissatisfied with his so many questions, and urged: "Are you still signing?"

"I really want to sign." Ji Xingmian lowered his eyes slightly, looking at the inscription of the contract in his hand, "It should also be signed with Wen Qiong."

The girl's face was slightly stiff, and she smiled unnaturally after a while, "What are you talking about, I am Wen Qiong."

"If you were Wen Qiong, you wouldn't know my name." Ji Xingmian pointed at the contract, and the contract shattered from his fingertips, turning into tiny specks of light and dissipating in the void.

Before the girl could react, Ji Xingmian had already moved.His figure was like a ghost, and he appeared in front of the girl in the blink of an eye.

The girl's eyes widened in horror, and she wanted to escape, but it was too late.

All reactions became sluggish, she heard a sigh, and Ji Xingmian's voice sounded in her ears, "I told you the last time I saw you, let you remember to act a little better next time."

The moment the magic core was crushed, Ji Xingmian searched for the soul along the way, and completed the missing part of the truth.

It turned out that this woman was one of the demon cultivators who were ordered to build the underground palace back then. After the underground palace was completed, the way was sealed off. She escaped with her innate skills, but she was trapped in the underground palace with only a remnant soul left.

Originally, she wouldn't live long before dissipating, but Wen Qiong came here, and after Feng Tu left, she didn't leave in time because of her injuries...

Ji Xingmian let go of his hand in silence, and the magic core scattered into several light clusters in his hand, all of which were souls that had been swallowed by that monster.

After being consumed, they appear much dimmer than normal souls, and cannot enter reincarnation normally.If left to fend for itself, it will dissipate within a few days.

This is the morality of the world, and no one can change it.

Ji Xingmian stared at the clusters of light for a while, pointed at the blade, and cut a wound on the palm of his left hand. Using blood as ink, he drew an extremely complicated pattern in the void.As the lines gradually formed, his face became paler and paler.

By the time the last stroke was done, his face was already as pale as paper, he clenched his fist and coughed a few times on his lips, an abnormal flush appeared on his face.The bloody totem spontaneously turned into a door, and a white light glowed faintly behind the crack of the door.Ji Xingmian took two steps forward, reached out and opened the door.

This move exhausted his last bit of strength, Ji Xingmian passed out, his body slid down the door frame uncontrollably, and was caught by the outstretched hands behind him.

After being illuminated by the white light, the light cluster formed by the soul gradually filled and expanded, returned to its normal size, and flew towards the back of the door spontaneously.

One of the light clusters flew halfway but turned back and turned into a phantom of a young girl.For a moment, she seemed to want to say something, but quickly stopped, and only reached out to touch the foreheads of Ji Xingmian and the person who was holding him.

It was the first time we met, and it was also a farewell after a long time.

After doing this, she no longer had any attachments, and turned around and entered the door.As the last light group entered, the gate closed and disappeared without a trace.

In the dim space, there was only one person who was awake. He stood holding Ji Xingmian for a long time, then bent down and rubbed his hair between his arms.

"Brother..."