Being a villain is also popular in the world of self-cultivation

It was a scorching heat, summer cicadas were chirping, and the afternoon sun shone through the holes in the window paper.

The young man lying on the ground seemed to be very cold. He curled himself into a ball, closed his eyes tightly, and shivered all over.

After an unknown amount of time, a shout came from outside the door: "There is a broken courtyard here!"

Several demon cultivators of different shapes rushed into the yard like ghosts.

As if hearing the voice, the young man who had been curled up on the ground suddenly opened his eyes, took a deep breath, and stood up slowly. His eyes were like cold fronts, full of magic, and he held a broken sword in his hand. Looking at the beam above his head, he jumped up.

"Be careful, that kid is smart."

"Come on, old five, no matter how good he is, my Wandu powder is not a vegetarian. If the kid is poisoned, he will lose all his skills and strength at this time. As long as we catch that kid, the Heavenly Demon Tome will be ours." . Hurry up and look for it."

But having said that, the person who came to open the door was still cautious.

The monkey-faced little man who opened the door first looked around, "Huh? No one."

A strong man pushed him away and looked around angrily, "Impossible, search carefully, he must be here," and then directed the two people who didn't enter the door, "Go to the backyard and have a look."

Then the little man and the strong man began to rummage around. The young man pressed his wound when he fled into the yard, but there was still some blood in the corner where he lay. As soon as his forehead hurt, a sword went straight from his forehead to his jaw.

The sound of the little man falling startled the burly man, who was so dumbfounded, "Fifth!"

The blow just now obviously exhausted all the strength of the young man, he swayed and fell off the beam.

Before losing consciousness, he only remembered that he seemed to fall into a warm embrace, and the cold fragrance in his nose, and the man sighed in satisfaction, "I found you."

Shen Chi stared at the person coming, his eyes moved slightly, as if he wanted to see through him.

Sure enough, it was Shen Wuhuo. Perhaps before recovering that memory, Shen Chi could be regarded as the only person who was Mingli from the beginning to the end, but after that, he became more and more suspicious.

After all, tastes are different from person to person, but in some respects, the two are very similar.

What's more, in the first life that Shen Chi just experienced, Ming Li never appeared from the beginning to the end.

It was Shen Wuhuo who saved him, and the person who appeared in his memory later was Mingli, who disappeared on the second day after he got the Repelling Lingzhu, and his memory was also erased at the same time.

The relationship between Shen Wuhuo and Mingli, thinking of the previous guess, Shen Chi gently closed his eyes, hiding the deep thinking in his eyes.

This life is very familiar to Shen Chi, and almost everything developed as he remembered, which also confirmed Shen Chi's conjecture that Shen Wuhuo gave way to him in every fight in the previous life, although It's not obvious, but it's too coincidental that the sword that is about to pierce his life gate happens to deviate from the direction every time.

Moreover, he had seen Shen Wuhuo hesitate to speak many times, it was not an illusion.

Shen Chi rubbed his temples, Shen Wuhuo seemed to be afraid of something from the beginning to the end.

Finally, when it came to the final battle, Shen Chi's eyes fell on Shen Wuhuo from the beginning to the end.

He was on him, feeling the struggle.

When destroying the jade ring, the smile on Shen Wuhuo's face was unmistakable, his eyes were full of joy of victory, as well as contempt and disdain for him, which Shen Chi had never seen before in Shen Wuhuo's eyes. The look on his face, as if he had suddenly changed himself.

That's right, that person wasn't Shen Wuhuo at all.

Shen Chi sighed silently, he was so absorbed in hatred that he didn't even notice such an obvious thing.

As Shen Chi expected, his self-destruction did not cause the slightest harm to Shen Wuhuo, but it caused the onlookers to suffer a lot. Looking at the practitioners who either flew upside down or died without a whole body, Shen Wuhuo Chi raised his eyebrows. He hadn't noticed in his previous life. Now, it seems that so many "highly respected" cultivators died here, and the foundation of immortal cultivators might be shaken a little bit.

However, not long after, the surviving cultivators still formed a group.

"Congratulations to Elder Wuhuo for getting rid of Demon Venerable!"

"Elder Wuhuo has removed a great harm for my cultivation world, I'm really happy and congratulated!"

"That devil cultivator is really abominable, dragging so many comprehension colleagues even to death."

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Immortal cultivators and demon cultivators have been at odds since ancient times. Even if he didn't kill many immortal cultivators, just because of his name as a Demon Venerable, people often came to crusade him. Although he thought these expressions were somewhat ridiculous, Shen Chi was not surprised by their reactions. .

But what surprised him even more was Shen Wuhuo.

Shen Wuhuo, who hadn't moved since he blew himself up, gradually raised his head, looking at the congratulatory cultivators expressionlessly, with something suppressed in his eyes.

"That Demon Lord has committed many evils and should have gone to hell long ago."

"Haha, it's his good home to be scattered!"

At this moment, Shen Wuhuo, who had been silent for a long time, raised his sword and cut off the head of the laughing cultivator next to him.

The laughter stopped abruptly.

One after another, the cultivators questioned and fled in all directions. No one noticed that the originally cloudless sky was full of dark clouds at some point.

The completion of Mahayana, one step to immortality, that is Shen Wuhuo's tribulation thunder.

Shen Wuhuo seemed to be ignorant, raised his hand and cut off the head of the last cultivator, the sword fell to the ground, and he knelt heavily on the ground as if he had lost his strength, hunched over, and the hairpin fell off at some point , the long hair that was originally neatly bundled fell down, leaving him in a mess.

Shen Chi stood beside Shen Wuhuo, he couldn't see his expression, but he knew he was crying.

The blood fell drop by drop on the ground in front of him, staining the dust with a layer of dark brown, and Shen Chi's heart skipped a beat for no reason.

The world seemed to be silent at this moment.

Jieyun, who was still rumbling just now, was also silent for the last time.

Shen Chi raised his hand, as if he wanted to put it on Shen Wuhuo's shoulder, but it passed through his body without hindrance.

"Haha."

Shen Wuhuo laughed suddenly, Shen Chi was stunned, but saw him stand up suddenly, there was no smile on his face, the two lines of blood and tears were particularly frightening, he stared at his right hand, as if he was going to It mashed generally.

And he did.

Shen Wuhuo picked up his sword from the ground, stabbed at the back of his right hand one by one, and never stopped until the flesh was bloody.

Chen Chi seemed to be able to smell the smell of blood in the air, which was rich and fresh.

"boom!"

The sky was bright, and the first thunderbolt fell, Shen Wuhuo finally stopped his movements, the sword in his left hand was buzzing, but he greeted it with his body as if masochistic.

The second way, the third way, No.11 way, No.20 way...

Shen Wuhuo's figure became more and more unstable. When Dao Lei, he couldn't see his original appearance at all. He coughed up a mouthful of blood, and murmured in a low voice: "Oh, so what if you die here? What's wrong with you?" What are you doing?"

A thunder came very slowly, and Shen Wuhuo at this time was clearly at the end of his strength.

Even if he survives the next one, there will be thirty more and more intense ones behind, and death and the disappearance of the Dao seem to be his destined ending.

But Shen Wuhuo made it through.

After the last thunder fell, he was still standing there like an ancient statue, but Shen Chi heaved a sigh of relief, looking at Shen Wuhuo with a little more admiration in his eyes.

He has always respected the strong, even if he didn't have the memory of Yu Chi's past life, it would not be a loss if he died at the hands of Shen Wuhuo in his previous life.

After becoming a fairy, Shen Wuhuo was paranoid and crazy. He spent 100 years recklessly raising himself to the level of an immortal emperor, and then hunted and killed immortals like in the first life.

Seeing Shen Wuhuo carefully throw his soul into the pool of death again, Shen Chi slowly closed his eyes.

The Tower of Inheritance, the ninth floor.

Shen Chi saw the figure standing by the river at a glance. He was tall and tall, and his back seemed to be unbent no matter what, standing straight.

Silently walking to Shen Wuhuo and standing still, Shen Chi looked at the large expanse of elixir.

"Xiaochi, I'm sorry." Shen Wuhuo broke the silence first, but it was an apology.

Shen Chi looked at Shen Wuhuo, and saw that his expression was calm, as if he had never said anything just now, but his slightly red ears revealed his nervousness, and Shen Chi's eyes stayed on Shen Wuhuo's ears for a moment , asked, "Why do you apologize?"

"If it wasn't for me, you should be in the fairy world at this moment." Shen Wuhuo seemed to be looking at the medicine field, but he didn't seem to see anything.

"If it wasn't for you, I would have been out of my wits." Shen Chi picked up a stone and threw it into the water, and simply sat on the ground with his legs bent. He didn't doubt the memory of the two lives he saw, but he still had some doubts and wanted to ask for proof. He patted the seat beside him, "Sit down."

Shen Wuhuo sat next to Shen Chi according to his words, and after sitting down, he seemed to be afraid of being rejected, moved to the side, and then looked at the distance between the two, with a rare look of annoyance in his eyes .

Shen Chi glanced at him, didn't say anything, but asked his own question directly, "What is Mingli?"

Shen Chi once thought that Ming Li was Shen Wuhuo's external incarnation, but the external incarnation was a skill that Da Luo Jinxian could only use, not to mention bringing the external incarnation back into the reincarnation, without the main body, it would be impossible.

"My sword." Shen Wuhuo sat upright, paused, and said again: "I was accidentally discovered by it in the previous life, and he disappeared."

Shen Chi nodded, but it did not exceed his expectations, and continued to ask: "Who is it?"

"It claims to be the protagonist system, and I don't know its origin. I was born with it and followed me." Shen Wuhuo was still serious, and when he mentioned the system, his eyes flashed with murderous intent.

"Protagonist system?"

"Well, I tried before, the power of the Immortal Emperor can't pull it out, if you want to get rid of it completely, I'm afraid you have to be above the Immortal Emperor to have a chance." Shen Wuhuo frowned, "But the Immortal Emperor can take advantage of it. Prepare to modify some records, before I passed away in the previous two lives, I modified some of them. If Xiaochi wants to learn, I can teach you."

"it is good."

For Shen Wuhuo to know the system in his body, Shen Chi was not surprised, he had already noticed it after Ming Li took him to get the Repelling Spirit Orb.

Although 013 has not shown any hostility or threat to him so far, it is better to plan ahead than sharpen his gun before the battle.

Shen Wuhuo's inheritance tower was built first to store some things, and second to defend against the system. That's why Shen Chi discovered that the system stopped responding after going up to the ninth floor.

The two talked for a while, and Shen Chi suddenly asked: "Brother, how long have I been in there?"

"30."

Shen Chi: "..."

"Go out."

As soon as Shen Wuhuo finished speaking, the two appeared outside the Tower of Inheritance.

"I haven't picked my elixir yet." Shen Chi suddenly came back to his senses.

Then with a wave of Shen Wuhuo's hand, the tower of inheritance turned into a small tower the size of half a palm, and then the small tower fell into his hand.

"It's all yours."