Mistake · Ascension Notes

Junhe had a bizarre dream tonight.

He hadn't fallen asleep for a long time. For cultivators, meditation is what they should do, but today he not only fell asleep inexplicably, but also had such a strange dream.

In the dream, he stood on the endless clouds, the clouds under his feet closed and separated, revealing the land under the sky, he could clearly see every family there, as if he had pressed fast forward, birth, old age, sickness and death, reincarnation Reincarnation, repeating the cycle.

He came into the world with ignorant crying, and passed away decades later with the weeping of his children.

"Isn't it boring?" An inexplicably familiar cold voice suddenly came from behind, and Jun He turned around to look, his body paused slightly invisible.

"You are…"

The man in front of him was wearing a moon-white robe, with handsome eyebrows and picturesque features, and his long hair was tightly tied behind him. He obviously had the same appearance as himself, but because of that cold temperament, he became completely different.

"My name is Han Su." Seeing Jun He frowning, the man's cold expression eased slightly, "Hello, my...afterlife."

*****

After a long night, light once again descended on the continent of Aiur.

In the room, the eyelashes of the man sitting on the bed trembled. After a while, he slowly opened his eyes. An ice blue streamer flashed across his eyes. The man took a deep breath and frowned slightly in trouble.

In the dream, the words Han Su said...

"Master, you're awake, do you need breakfast?" Before he could figure it out, Jing Hong, who was preparing refreshments at the table, interrupted him, Jun He's face darkened, and he said coldly, "Quiet. "

"This subordinate is guilty." Hearing the displeasure in the words, Jinghong hastily lowered his head and knelt down.

Jun He lowered his eyes and remained silent, and waved a wave of spiritual power to lift him up. Seeing that the atmosphere in the room became more and more depressed after a while, he said softly, "You go out first, I have some things to deal with."

"...Yes." Jinghong didn't dare to disobey, left the room, closed the door gently, stood by the wall, thoughtful.

Master...why do you feel something is wrong?

No, it's not so much that it's wrong, it's more like it coincides with the personality of the master of the fairy world ten thousand years ago.

Especially the "silence" just now.

He pondered for a while but failed to come up with a result, so he cheered up and stood at the door, waiting for the master's summons.

*****

"At the beginning, I was indeed reincarnated after committing suicide."

In the dream, Han Su's calm voice caught Jun He by surprise, "Suicide?"

"Yes, the feeling of destroying myself is really unpleasant." Han Su glanced at his chest, where he had cut it open with his own hands, dripping with blood, "Everyone says that the immortal king is immortal, but that's just The fabricators just didn't see that day."

"Actually, no matter the immortal king or the immortal emperor, there will be a day when they will fall. Clothes are filthy, hair is shriveled, armpits are sweaty, body is filthy, and you are not happy with yourself. These are the five declines of heaven and man."

"Sounds ugly, doesn't it?"

"Our strength will become weaker and weaker, and our appearance will also age due to lack of spiritual power. In the end, we will turn into a handful of insignificant loess in this fairy world without a sound."

"How is this possible? The position of Immortal King that I once desperately ascended to is nothing but such a ridiculous thing."

As he said that, Han Su's icy expression also became agitated, "I'm not reconciled, how can my journey stop like this?!"

"..." Looking at the man with red eyes in front of him, Jun He took two steps back silently, and said slowly, "What does this have to do with me? What do you want to do when you send me to the Ayer Continent?" What?"

After Han Su calmed down, he suddenly chuckled, "Jun He, you are the same as me, but different."

"Do you really think that in my reincarnation after tens of thousands of years, you are the only one who has successfully achieved Mahayana ascension?"

"According to my estimation, there are at least nearly a hundred people. They all have excellent aptitudes. With the title of genius, they easily reached the completion of the Mahayana period, successfully passed the catastrophe, and were sent to the The entrance to the space crack in the continent of Aiur."

"It's just that they're all dead."

"When I entered this world, because my body didn't fit well enough, I was directly torn apart by the law of space."

Junhe's pupils shrank.

"Only you are different. You have successfully come here and even absorbed the space law of this world, and you have been promoted to a true immortal in just a few years." Han Su looked at him with cold and hot eyes, "Your physique What it is, I can't tell clearly, but I know that only you can fulfill my dream."

"……dream?"

"Get out of the fairy-level imprisonment, reach a higher realm that no one knows, and be immortal, and trample all the six living beings in the world of immortality!"

Listening to the other party's words, Jun He felt that his throat was a little dry, and there was even an unexplained restlessness rising in his heart. He looked at the faintly fanatical man in front of him, took a deep breath, calmed down, and asked calmly: " Why do you think I will listen to you?"

"I said, we are the same, but we are also different," Han Su smiled, looking at the same person as himself, "We are all the same in our desire for power."

"I have paved the road, just waiting for the day when you are qualified to step on it."

"I believe that day will not be very far away..."

*****

The dream came to an abrupt end.

Jun He rubbed his temples in trouble, the last divine consciousness left by Han Su had been hidden in his body, and now it was completely integrated with him.

That divine consciousness refined most of the laws of space in his body for him, and promoted him to a high-level Jinxian in one fell swoop, but it also integrated part of his previous consciousness into the sea of ​​consciousness, changing his character bit by bit.

Although in a sense it is also a part of me, but I still feel a little uncomfortable when I think about it.

His consciousness sank, and he straightened out the unstable spiritual power that had just been promoted in his body. When Junhe opened his eyes again, it was already dusk outside.

He got up and stretched his muscles and bones, feeling the abundant strength in his body, and the satisfaction in his eyes that he didn't even know.

Jun He pushed open the door, and was about to call Jing Hong over to ask something, but found that the man in black who was standing upright by the door had turned his head and looked over, his crimson eyes shining brightly.

"Owner."

"...you've been standing here?"

"This is my subordinate's responsibility."

Jun He didn't say anything, his always cold eyebrows softened a little, "Come out, let's compete with me."

"Yes... huh?" Jinghong responded habitually, but was stunned in surprise when he realized what his master was saying.

Learn from each other?

*****

Consciousness is really a wonderful thing.

After being promoted to Golden Immortal, all those countless battles that belonged to him, those that belonged to Han Su, were all integrated into his body at this moment, and every move of the opposite side seemed to be predictable, Jun He sideways avoided the attacking man Flame, a wind blade suddenly swung out, piercing Jinghong's side face.

As I said before, the battle ended here. Seeing Jinghong's pale face, Jun He threw the wound medicine to him, "Apply it yourself."

"Yes, thank you, master." Jing Hong silently touched the medicine powder on the wound, full of thoughts in his heart.

The master is only a high-level Jinxian now, but he can fight him evenly, and even has a slight upper hand... Although he is also a little waterproof... But when the master's power is stronger in the future, what is the meaning of his existence?

The wound medicine was a rare top grade, and the wound healed soon after it was applied. Jinghong respectfully returned the medicine bottle to Junhe, and he followed him back to the town, looking at the upright figure of the person in front of him. And the footsteps without the slightest hesitation, suddenly a little trance.

It seems that something has quietly changed without him noticing...

However, as long as the master is still his master, it doesn't matter what changes.

The author has something to say: Xiao Gong’s personality is about to change_(:з)∠)_

Gentle male god → high-cold male god

The article should be almost over (I have said it several times), remind me again that the ending of this article has no CP, no CP, no CP, and there will probably be HE in the episode, if I write it (crap)