I don't want to accept Long Aotian as a disciple today

"Let me see what you have done wrong..."

Sheng Tianjiao walked into the nightmare with the expectation of spying on other people's private affairs.

He appeared above a wilderness, suspended in mid-air.

In order to prevent the owner of the magic weapon from being affected by other people's nightmares, there is a layer of protection in the nightmare, that is, the owner of the magic weapon will appear in the nightmare world in a half-drawn form, and a protective barrier will appear around him, and everything in the nightmare world will be protected. Unable to touch the master of the artifact.

As long as Sheng Tianjiao thinks, he can float in mid-air, overlook the ground, or appear in front of people.

Sheng Tianjiao chose the former.

He was still a little scrupulous about Lu Wanxian's nightmare. Who knew what horrible things Lu Wanxian had experienced.

Now it seems that Sheng Tianjiao is overthinking.

Just an empty wilderness.

The hunting wind howled and passed by. If you look carefully, there are many corpses on the black scorched earth!

It's a bit interesting, Sheng Tianjiao smiled.

In the wilderness, a little white.

Lu Wanxian stood in the middle of the road, motionless, and he didn't know if he was frightened or something.

Sheng Tianjiao looked down at the small dot from a high altitude, and felt complacent for no reason. Although he didn't know why Lu Wanxian's nightmare had such a scene, it didn't seem like a big deal to him. Cultivators are used to looking at life and death, but death It's just a mortal in the whole place, what's there to be afraid of?

Probably because the villager in the wilderness has never seen the world, and he was frightened silly when he saw a small scene.

Sheng Tianjiao sneered and swept down.

The flying sword in the sleeve trembled endlessly.

Lu Wanxian stood in the wind, half closed his eyes, lowered his eyelids, as if quietly savoring the feeling of the strong wind blowing on his body.

"What kind of place is this?" The boy's voice rang in his ears, "Why haven't I seen it before?"

Lu Wanxian didn't answer him.

The Tiandao system retrieved the information database by itself, after some investigation.

"It's the outskirts of the capital after the Battle of the Demon Realm..."

Hundreds of thousands of homes are like a game of Go, and Twelfth Street is like a vegetable garden.

There is nothing better than Jingyi for its prosperity and prosperity.

However, after the Battle of Demon Realm, the outskirts of the capital turned into mass graves.

"Are you afraid of seeing so many dead bodies?"

At this time, the Tiandao system has already found out what the function of the high-grade magic weapon is, and it will let Lu Wanxian see what he fears most.

However, if it is said that Lu Wanxian is afraid of the dead and mass graves, the Heavenly Dao System absolutely does not believe it. How can an old fox who has been alive for 500 years be afraid of such pediatric things?

The Heavenly Dao system was expecting to see what Lu Wanxian was most afraid of, maybe it could come in handy in the future, for example, to scare Lu Wanxian into taking Qin Chiyu as his apprentice...

In the end, you showed him this?

What Lu Wanxian was afraid of, he still didn't know.

Lu Wanxian didn't answer him either.

Because, in the river ditches on both sides of the road, the twisted black shadows changed, as if a force from the outside was injected into the lifeless corpse, making it ready to move.

Lu Wanxian took a step forward, but the trouser legs seemed to be caught by something, and the cloth made a slight tearing sound.

He looked down, and at some point, a dead hand with bones exposed was hanging on his trousers, tearing half of the cloth, revealing the skin inside.

Lu Wanxian frowned slightly, as if he looked very disgusted.

Suddenly, several distorted figures jumped up from the pile of corpses on both sides of the river, and rushed towards Lu Wanxian in unison.

Lu Wanxian tried to move his legs and feet, but the corners of his trousers were firmly held by the bones of his hands. If he continued to tear like this, he would have to pull the whole trousers off before he could stop.

He looked up, and the ugly face of the rotting corpse was already in front of him.

Sheng Tianjiao looked down at Lu Wanxian, who was surrounded by a crowd, his eyes were full of eagerness to avenge and resolve hatred.

According to his thinking, Lu Wanxian was afraid of dead corpses in the ditch, so fraudulent corpses that could move and attack should be even more terrifying.

Maybe without Sheng Tianjiao's action, Lu Wanxian would be scared to death.

Unfortunately, the scene Sheng Tianjiao was expecting did not appear.

White light cut through the corpse formation.

Feijian Tianci pierced through the foreheads of several rotting corpses one after another.

After several "poofs" and "poofs", the carrion corpse was disintegrated by the powerful impact and fell back into the ditch staggeringly.

Lu Wanxian showed disgust, raised his left foot, stepped hard on the hand bone protruding from the ground, and rolled it left and right, the hand bone quickly turned into white ash, and there was no residue left when the wind blew.

It's as easy as stepping on a bug.

It's just that the trousers that were rescued had a big hole, which leaked some air.

Lu Wanxian frowned slightly.

Sheng Tianjiao was dumbfounded.

He even wondered for a while, is there something wrong with the high-grade magic weapon Nightmare?

Didn't the nightmare show the scene that Lu Wanxian was most afraid of?Isn't he most afraid of the dead?But in this wasteland, there is nothing but dead people!

What is even more surprising is that his natal flying sword, accompanied by the "gift from heaven", obeyed Lu Wanxian's orders without any hindrance.

How high do you have to be to do this?

Sheng Tianjiao took a step back unconsciously.

late!

Tianci turned into a ray of white light and shot towards Sheng Tianjiao's eyebrows!

The fear of death permeated from his forehead, Sheng Tianjiao let out a loud cry, staggered and fell backwards.

Because of the shaking of the master, the nightmare realm swayed together. The sky above was shattered into pieces and scattered downward one after another. The mountain shadows in the far distance also blurred and fainted. The formation could no longer carry the real and specific scene. There are many flaws.

But the barrier of light film protecting Sheng Tianjiao still exists.

After he fell to the ground, he realized that there was still a protective barrier, and nothing in the nightmare could hurt him, including Feijian Tianci.

Turning his head to look, sure enough, Feijian Tianci landed on the ground beside him.

"Damn..."

Sheng Tianjiao stretched out his hand to get the flying sword, but the flying sword suddenly turned around and flew up, and he missed it.

I saw the flying sword flying into the air, then turned around suddenly, and stabbed at Sheng Tianjiao's forehead again.

Such a real and terrifying threat of death cannot be resisted rationally.

Sheng Tianjiao yelled again, trying to turn over and dodge, but the speed of human reaction was far slower than that of Feijian, and the white light had reached so far, piercing deeply into the pupils.

Sheng Tianjiao felt a blinding white light in front of his eyes, and he couldn't see anything.

Could he be the first person stabbed to death by his flying sword?

Or worse, scared to death.

Sheng Tianjiao tightly closed his eyes and flinched.

After a while, he realized that he was still thinking and had thoughts, so——he tried to wipe his forehead, and it was as smooth as new, safe and sound.

"Huh..." Just now he breathed a sigh of relief, Sheng Tianjiao thought bitterly again, "It's Lu Wanxian, a wilderness villager, playing tricks on me with his cultivation!"

The cultivation base is high-strength, yes, the cultivation base is indeed high-strength.

At this moment, Sheng Tianjiao had clearly understood that the gap between himself and Lu Wanxian was probably not only the result of the blessing of Dongming Island's treasures, but Lu Wanxian's own cultivation was also unpredictable.

However, this is after all a nightmare created by him.

He is the master of the realm!

I almost forgot this just now - Lu Wanxian couldn't hurt him.Sheng Tianjiao narrowed his eyes and opened them little by little.

The field of vision was reopened, Sheng Tianjiao's eyes were still a little dazzled, and after gradually focusing, a familiar figure was wearing a water-blue Taoist robe, his indifferent and exquisite face was like a mask carved from ice, his glazed pupils were condensed with infinite ice and snow, condescending , looking at Sheng Tianjiao.

Layers of chill surged up from the extremities, forcing Sheng Tianjiao out of breath.

He is the uncle he fears most!

The Lord of Tianji Peak Sheng Chalcedony!

The elder of Xuanmen Qifeng is not a position that ordinary cultivators can achieve through hard work.

Talent, personal ability, the ability to mediate between major forces, family power, contribution to Taoism... all are indispensable.

And Sheng Yusui, the master of Tianji Peak, is the youngest among the masters of the Seven Peaks.

Sheng Yusui is a heavenly genius. He cultivated into a golden elixir in 100 years, and became a Yuanying in another 100 years. He cultivated into a god in another 100 years. big killer.

And Sheng Yusui's behavior style is extremely ruthless, no matter it is the servant of the outer sect or the elder of the sect, as long as the other party loses the reputation of the Sheng family, Sheng Yusui will chase him to death.

Everyone in the Taoist sect was very afraid of this young Tianji Peak Master, especially the children of the Sheng family, for fear that Sheng Yusui would cut off his head if his words and deeds were careless.

The same is true for Sheng Tianjiao.

At this moment, the person she fears the most is right in front of her eyes, and those extremely indifferent eyes seem to contain a thousand years of ice, staring at her coldly.

Sheng Tianjiao's legs trembled involuntarily, his whole body went limp, and he couldn't even stand up.

"Little, uncle, you, why are you here?"

Sheng Yusui pursed his thin lips slightly, and stared fixedly at Sheng Tianjiao with glazed eyes, clearly showing no expression at all, giving rise to a cold and murderous air for no reason.

"What did you do yourself that you don't know?"

Cold words spit out from Sheng Yusui's lips.

Sheng Tianjiao only felt that there was a bit of secrecy in his heart, and there was nothing to hide at this moment.

It's over, it's over, my uncle must have found out what he did.

However, during the Immortal Promotion Ceremony, my uncle must preside over the overall situation on Tianji Peak, so how could he have time to go on a tour?You must know that those outer disciples who are not afraid of death and want to worship at Tianji Peak should come to the door one after another during this period of time to seek familiarity.

Sheng Tianjiao's heart was pounding, he decided to take a gamble.

"Uncle, I am wronged!"

"I'm just curious about what kind of person the descendant of Master Dongming is, that's why I got close to him... All of this is a misunderstanding!"

Sheng Tianjiao threw himself at Sheng Yusui's feet, explaining in a hasty and emotional voice, if he didn't understand what he was doing, he might really be deceived by such "true revealing" actions.

His defense was also very clever, he didn't mention what he did from the beginning to the end, he only said that the motive was out of curiosity.As for how to understand it, it was up to Sheng Yusui.

After Sheng Tianjiao said this, he raised his head and looked up at Sheng Yusui from bottom to top. When his eyes glanced at Sheng Yusui's trousers, he was slightly stunned. Why is there a hole in my uncle's trousers?Uncle should not be so strict on his own.However, this feeling of strangeness was only fleeting, and Sheng Tianjiao was in no mood to think about it.