Mechanical male god [unworn ancient]

The demon in a dark purple long-sleeved robe was covered in a faint purple-black mist. On the index finger of his right hand was a ferocious beast-head ring. On his slender fingers, the nails were sharp and ominously purple-gray.

He took off his mask, and looked at Feng Qiyin silently with his deep purple eyes.

And the vigilance in Feng Youyin's eyes gradually turned into shock as the other party took off his mask.The demon in front of him had a face exactly like Feng Wuyi's! .

Even though the temperament is different and even the race has changed, Feng Qiyin can still find something familiar to him from the face in front of him.He let go of the hilt of his sword and took a few steps forward, happily saying: "Feng Wu! You are Feng Wu!" He patted his shoulder and asked again: "Where have you been all these years? I have been looking for you for a long time! How come Become a demon? What happened back then?"

However, the demons in front of him just looked at him quietly, their eyes were the same as those of the young man standing silently behind him and Feng Liu back then, quiet, indifferent and calm.Feng Qiyin looked at him suspiciously, "Feng Wu, why are you..."

"I'm not Feng Wu." The demon youth spoke, and the voice was exactly the same as Feng Wu back then.

Feng Qiyin was taken aback for a moment, and he took a step back to look at the other party carefully. The eyes of this demon looking at him are no strangers, but...they don't have the warmth of Feng Wu back then.

As if being splashed with cold water from beginning to end, the joy on Feng Qiyin's face gradually receded, and he looked at the other party calmly, "What's going on?"

"I'm Si Wuji. The Demon Lord of this generation of the Demon Race." Si Wuji explained.The demons are not human beings, they were born in the abyss, facing the cultivation world across an endless river.Cultivators in the realm of self-cultivation pursue Taoism and become immortals, ascend to the immortal realm after ascending, while demon cultivators in Jiyuan absorb demon energy, and fall into the demon realm after cultivating to a certain level.Different from the chaotic and separatist situation in the world of comprehension, where the four immortal sects are the leaders, the demons living in the abyss are respected by pure-blooded true demons for generations.

Feng Qiyin didn't care about his identity as a Demon Lord, and only chewed the word "Wuji" over and over again. Feng Wu's name is also Wuji!He looked at Si Wuji, waiting for the other party to continue.If he really had nothing to do with Feng Wu, how could he have the same face, have the same name, and how could he appear in front of him?

Si Wuji continued: "Although I am not Feng Wu, Feng Wu is a part of me. From the moment I was born 50 years ago, I knew that I lacked a part of my soul. As a result, my mind and mind often fell into chaos. The middle elders have been sending people out to find the missing part of me since I was born. Until 16 years ago, they found Feng Wu. I merged with him and got his memory. But the Feng Wu you know can only exist in It's in your memory."

Hearing this, Feng Qieyin was silent for a moment, this result was beyond his expectation anyway.But the magic breath on the opponent's body was rolling endlessly, obviously on the verge of breaking through, and his strength was much stronger than his own, so there was no need to deceive himself, but since Feng Wu became a part of the opponent, what about Feng Six?

"What about Feng Liu? Why didn't your people save him at that time?" Feng Qiyin couldn't imagine that if Feng Liu was still alive and saw Feng Wu being rescued by others, and only he was buried in the ground coldly, what would he have done? What mood?Despair, pain, resentment or regret?He is still so young, not yet!

Hearing the name Feng Liu, Si Wuji, who was cold and indifferent, felt a little dazed in his eyes. Even though he kept emphasizing that he was not Feng Wu, Feng Wu was just a part of him, even he himself could not deny that when He Feng Wu After the fusion of his soul, Feng Wu is him, he has all the memories and emotions of Feng Wu, and it is impossible for Feng Wu's younger brother who has loved him all his life to have no influence on him.

"When my people arrived, Feng Liu was already dead." Si Wuji said: "The Mortal Realm back then could not bear too much pressure from the demons, and those who could pass were some demons with low cultivation. There is nothing that can be done with Feng Wu's body brought back." Having said this, Si Wuji closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes were completely indifferent.

"We need to cooperate." Si Wuji said, "You need to avenge your family, and I need to avenge Feng Liu."

"You still regard Feng Liu as your younger brother?" Feng Qieyin blurted out.

Si Wuji didn't answer, just looked at him coldly.

Seeing this, Feng Jiyin's heavy mood suddenly eased a bit.He said that Feng Wu is only a part of him, but isn't he a complete Feng Wu?

When I'm in a good mood, my thoughts are clearer than usual.Feng Qieyin's eyes moved, and he suddenly said: "You did that thing five years ago?"

Five years ago, the once-in-ten-year Xianmen Grand Competition was held in Lingzong. After the competition, Feng Qiyin took out the evidence he had collected, and in front of all sects, big and small, the Lichen family was wiped out and pursued thousands of miles away. The injustice of killing, because the evidence is conclusive, and the sect is looking for him, the Lingzong was forced by the situation, and had to admit it, but in the end it only pushed out a disciple named Jia Xuantong, claiming that everything was Jia Xuantong's personal grievances. Lingzong has nothing to do.At that time, many of the senior brothers who accompanied Feng Qieyin had experienced the hunt back then, and when they heard that the Lingzong had pushed everything on a disciple, they were all furious.

Feng Qiyin was not surprised, he knew things would not be so easy.Back then, the Spirit Sect was completely wiped out. Even with the help of the sect, he couldn't find much strong evidence.The ability to force the Lingzong to admit it depends on the proof provided by a demon.The demon clan said that the people from the Lingzong bought magic weapons from him to frame Feng Qiyin and others, but the other party took the things and violated the agreement, and did not give back the magic weapon that they had agreed to call. The demon clan was really angry. By mistake, he learned that Feng Qieyin and others were searching for the evidence of the year, so he made up his mind to come to help. To show his sincerity, he also released the video of the transaction with those people from the Lingzong.

"Did you instigate that demon clan back then?" Feng Qiyin asked.Back then, he had always been suspicious, since the demon clan had evidence in his hands, how dare those people from the Lingzong not keep their promise?Besides, with the financial resources of the Lingzong, how could they be stingy with a few magical artifacts?But it wouldn't be surprising if Mozun was behind this matter.

Si Wuji nodded and admitted the matter.Then he asked, "What are you going to do next?"

Feng Qiyin said his plan, "My task this time is to bring my fellow disciples out for training. Today I will rest in Bronze Town for one night, and tomorrow I will take them to Fengming Mountain."

"Fengming Mountain?" Si Wuji looked at him and said, "You are looking for something like that."

Feng Qie Yinmei Peak moved, "Have you heard of it? I learned about such things in the bloodline inheritance. If I can find it, it will definitely be of great benefit to overthrowing the Spirit Sect!"

Si Wuji turned his palm over, and suddenly a black bead appeared in his palm, the size of a thumb, and it looked no different from ordinary glazed beads.

Passing the bead in his hand to Feng Qiyin, Si Wuji said, "Maybe it will be useful if you take this with you."

Feng Qiyin took the beads in his hand unexpectedly, "Thank you."

"You don't have to thank me. This is cooperation." Si Wuji put the mask on his face, and said with his hands behind his back: "Over the years, I have sent some spies to study in the real world, and found that the Spirit Sect has become more and more aggressive in recent years. There seems to be something wrong Unable to rely on, it is very different from the appearance of being huddled in Tai'a Mountain a few years ago. There must be some changes. I will send someone to investigate further. It is just that the evidence of the absurd behavior of the Lingzong is not enough, there must be What can turn the Lingzong into an existence that threatens the entire cultivation world, and this scourge can be completely eliminated."

"Of course I understand this." Feng Qie said.

Si Wuji curled his lips when he heard the words, but his body gradually faded, and then disappeared completely.

Feng Qiyin took a look at the bead and put it into the Qiankun bag.So he turned around and left.However, within two steps, a woman howled miserably in the distance, "My God! Who did this!"

The wind groaned and his footsteps stopped.Immediately afterwards, I heard an old man shouting: "The one in front stop! You trampled all the flowers in my house! Lose money!"

Feng Qieyin's body froze completely. He looked at the sea of ​​flowers stretching out tens of acres around him, and at the scattered red under his feet. A bit of guilt flashed across his face, and he turned around slowly.

I saw an old couple who were over sixty years old, each holding a hoe in their hands, rushing towards them like flying, under the radiance of a full moon, they looked like two vigorous animals.

They kept running on the path in the middle of the flower field, and in the blink of an eye they came to Feng Qiyin. The two of them were panting while holding Feng Qiyin's hand, bared their teeth and roared at Feng Qiyin, "Good boy! The flower that has been there for so many days, you just step on it without saying a word! You are trying to kill us two old guys!"

The old woman was tugging at the wind-sighing clothes, wrinkled the clean and tidy white robe that was full of immortality, and couldn't help crying: "Shou Shou! These flowers can be harvested tomorrow. It's over! It will be sent to the Qingchen faction to celebrate his birthday in two days! It's over now, it's over!"

Feng Qiyin let the two old men who were only in the middle stage of Qi training pull his clothes. After thinking for a long time, he still couldn't remember where the Qingchen School was, so he said: "You two old men, don't panic, I bought all these flowers .”

The old man's wailing stopped immediately, and the old couple looked suspiciously at Feng and groaned, "These flowers are precious! Young man, don't even think about banging us."

Feng Qiyin said that although these flowers are beautiful, they are just ordinary varieties, not even spiritual plants. Of course, he didn't mention this sentence, he just took out a spirit stone from his Qiankun bag and handed it to them, " Do you see enough of this?"

Seeing the fist-sized spirit stone in Feng Qiyin's hand, the two old men's eyes were straightened, and they wiped their eyes vigorously before carefully taking the spirit stone over.Looking up again, the figure of the young man had long since disappeared.

Under the pale moonlight, the old woman looked at the treasure in her husband's hand, and said cautiously: "Old man, is this really a spirit stone?"

The old man touched it cautiously, felt the surging aura on it, and sighed, "Can it be fake? This must be a high-grade spirit stone. With this, we can buy a better Foundation Establishment Pill." Give it to our good boy, when the time comes, he will definitely be able to successfully build the foundation, and then become an elder of the Qingchen Sect, and then, our good boy will no longer have to look at other people's faces to live, old lady."

The old woman sighed, "After the good boy builds the foundation, we can feel at ease down here. That's great."

Looking at the full moon in the sky, the old man also sighed, "That's great."

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"In recent years, Lingzong's behavior has become more and more arrogant!" In the lobby where the guest came like a cloud, a young man in a silver-patterned white robe and a long sword slapped the table.The other teenagers sitting around echoed.

There are not many people coming and going in this small town, and the business of the inn is also deserted. Yuan Ping simply booked the entire inn together. The arrogance of the past few years was picked out one by one and counted again.

"Last month, I went to the Good Fortune Sect to order several hundred Concentration Pills. They had some and told me to wait in the lobby, but they disappeared as soon as the people from the Spirit Sect came. It must have been cut off by the people from the Spirit Sect! Damn it! , obviously I went first!"

"What's the point? Before I set off, I went to Tiangongmen to get the body armor that I ordered two months ago. I got it all in my hand, but when Jiang Wei from the Lingzong came, he snatched it from me directly. ! Everyone is an inner disciple of the four great immortal sects, who is more noble than the other? Why should he grab my things as soon as he comes?"

"Has it been robbed?"

"Of course not!" The young man said triumphantly, "It happened that Senior Brother Feng was nearby, so I sent a message to Senior Brother Feng. As soon as Senior Brother Feng came, the boy withered!"

"well done!"

The atmosphere in the lobby was just right, the teenagers were chatting lively, Yuan Ping and Ji Heng sat at another table.

"These years, Brother Feng's reputation in the sect has been getting higher and higher, and he is almost catching up with the head." Yuan Ping said with a smile: "Brother Ji, how did you survive from the Qianjin Peak back then? Brother, he has always felt that you are still alive, and has always missed you."

Ji Heng couldn't explain to them that he had only spent 65 minutes under the Qianjin Peak, and it turned out that 16 years had passed since he came out to the outside world. He only vaguely said "It's a long story", and then turned the topic to Feng Qiyin , "You said that Feng Qiyin has been thinking about me?"

Yuan Ping sighed: "Naturally. Senior Brother Feng has never forgotten you. We all persuaded him, but he didn't listen at all. Fortunately, the clouds are finally open to see the moon." He looked at Ji Heng and said: "Brother Ji, I think, you should also understand Brother Feng's intentions, right?"

Ji Heng nodded and said: "Yes. Feng Qiyin regards me as a brother, as a relative. He thought I was dead so he was very sad."

Yuan Ping was taken aback when he heard the words, and quickly waved his hands and said, "No, brother Ji, you misunderstood, it's not like this."

"Isn't that so?" Just then Feng Qieyin came back, as soon as he entered the inn, he saw Yuan Ping yelling at Ji Heng that it wasn't like this, so he couldn't help but move over.

Yuan Ping looked at Feng and groaned, motioned him to explain to Ji Heng with his eyes, and his eyes were completely fixed on Ji Heng, and he didn't even give him a single cent. He hinted that the result of half a day was completely useless.And after a while, he was driven to another table to sit with those teenagers by the wind and groaning calmly.Yuan Ping thought angrily, forget it, let Feng Qiyin suffer!He doesn't care!

Feng Qiyin pushed the fruit wine on the table aside, took out the fine wine he had collected from various places in the past few years from the Qiankun bag, poured out a glass and put it in front of Ji Heng, and said with a smile: "I have traveled to many places in these years, every time I pass Collect some local wines and delicacies in one place, and I always want to give you a taste when you come back."

Ji Heng thanked, picked up the cup and drank in one gulp.

After drinking, he looked into Shangfeng's expectant eyes, "How is it? Can you taste the taste of the wine?" He still doesn't know the real reason why Ji Heng has no sense of taste, and he still brings something that he feels tastes good to Ji Heng. Let him taste it.

Ji Heng finally lived up to expectations this time. After systematically analyzing the ingredients, he combined the results and said: "It tastes spicy and slightly sweet, and the brewing process is very good." The advanced technology has long been lost in history. Even if the brewing method is found in archaeology and brewed after research, it is not as pure as ancient times.Of course, this opinion comes from Ji Heng's father, he, a robot, cannot taste the difference between a glass of water and a glass of wine.

But Feng Qiyin didn't know the reason. He thought that Ji Heng could really taste the taste of wine, and his brows and eyes were flying with joy, as if he had obtained a treasure from the sky. He looked at Ji Heng and his eyes flickered. Fragments of soft light, the smile on the corner of the mouth can't be suppressed no matter what.So he took out ten small bottles of wine from the Qiankun bag, and poured a small glass into each bottle, "Drink this little today, and I will take you around in the future, and drink all the good wine there! How about it?"

A human wants to buy him a drink?Ji Heng couldn't refuse this kind request, so even if he couldn't taste the taste, he still responded with a "yes."

However, Ah Bao, who shared the perspective, suddenly uttered a dirty word, [Damn it! 】

Ji Heng: [What's wrong? 】

Ah Bao: [Ah Heng, you just now...]

Ji Heng: [Just now? 】

A Bao: [Nothing. 】Drinking with humans?Ji Heng would never do such a waste of energy before.Well, maybe it's because of the virus, for sure!

After five or six glasses of wine, Ji Heng's complexion remained unchanged, but Feng Qiyin's ears and neck turned red.

Ji Heng looked at him, and the core program played back over and over again the image of him falling off the Qianjin Peak, Feng Qiyin lay on the boat and reached out to grab him, and suddenly asked him, "How have you been these 16 years?"

Feng Qieyin was taken aback for a moment, paused, and then smiled: "I have lived a good life these years."

Ji Heng: He's lying!

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