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Ignoring the respectful greetings from the disciples around him, a young man carved in powder and jade went straight into the main hall of Taiji Peak with a coldness like ice. Looking at the handsome young man in the center of the hall, he called out coldly: "Master."

The jet-black hair of Daoist Tai Chi fluttered casually in the windless hall, and when his twinkling deep eyes saw the young man, the tenderness in his eyes was so strong that it was about to overflow, and he said softly: "Come, come, be a teacher!" Tell you a story."

The young man blinked his big black eyes, and pursed his lips reluctantly. Recalling his master's explanation, he had no choice but to obediently come to the real Tai Chi, let the other party hold his hand, and go to the lush green area behind the main hall. In the bamboo forest, sit on a smooth stone bench randomly placed.

The young man straightened his back, tried to widen his eyes, and waited for Taiji Master to continue the half-narrated story yesterday, oh no, it was a fact, it was a memory.But he didn't feel that he was the apprentice he said at all, and even Ji Han didn't feel that he was.

Ji Han is his master, he is actually a sword, the famous Sword of Heaven, because everything has animism, and his master has a very high level of cultivation and the blessing of secret arts, who helped him transform into form a year ago.

He will be what his master wants him to be.But the man in front of him who is pulling himself to tell the story just said that he is his apprentice Lian Yang, and he grabs himself to tell the story of the past every day to help him remember the past.

God knows, and the earth knows, he is a sword spirit who has no past, no memory, and is not the other party's precious apprentice at all.But this man is his master's master, and the master told him to listen to Taiji Daoist, so he can only obediently obey.

The young man drowsily listened to the story told by the man in front of him. It was very boring. It was really too boring. It would be better to sleep.

Seeing that the boy yawned several times, even the corners of his eyes were filled with tears, Tai Chi Master was obviously sleepy, so he could only sigh and stop talking.

Seeing this, the young man hurriedly wiped away the water from the corners of his eyes, stared at his eyes that were still a little slack, and said, "Go on, I'll listen."

Master Taiji raised his palm, patted his little head, and said bitterly: "We don't tell stories, let's practice duel, do you remember the sword technique I taught you earlier?"

The young man said in his heart: I am a sword myself, you want me to practice swordsmanship... my master will go crazy.

However, on the surface, the boy still obediently agreed.

Ji Han was studying all kinds of books, books to restore his soul. When he looked up, he saw the young man in ragged clothes and wounds all over his body. He stepped into the dormitory with an aggrieved face, and asked casually, "What are you doing today?" The young man staggered, Poor, there are only two lines of tears hanging down my cheeks...

The young man said with tears in his voice, "Can I not go to Taiji Daoist?"

Ji Han met his dark and wet eyes, sighed inwardly, and asked calmly, "What's the matter?"

The boy continued to be aggrieved and said: "I don't want to listen to him tell stories, it's so boring. But when I get sleepy, he abuses me. Look, here, here, and here, he beat me..."

The young man was obviously very skilled at reporting behind his back, pointing at the places where he was seriously injured, and approached Ji Han one by one to ensure that the man could clearly see the skin wounds on his body, and finally crashed directly into Ji Han. In Ji Han's arms, sobbing and sobbing, like a child who doesn't want to go to kindergarten, pulling at his parents' clothes, wanting to cry, "Master" overflowing from his cute and small lips.

Ji Han looked at this familiar face and listened to the "Master" calling, always feeling distraught, "Okay, don't bark. He is empty and lonely, please accompany him obediently and do everything for me." Be filial."

Ji Han obviously didn't intend to back down.

The boy lingered in Ji Han's arms, and said coquettishly, "No, I want to accompany the master."

Ji Han directly pulled the man out of his arms, and said seriously: "Sit down, don't act like a baby."

The young man really sat aside obediently and kept silent, but his eyes seemed to be able to speak, I felt pity for it.

Ji Han turned a blind eye, lowered his head and continued to study the book, the room was silent, only the sound of pages turning, carrying his memories of the past.

A hundred years ago, a group of upright monks united under the leadership of the sect master to attack the hiding place of the Demon Lord.

Demon Lord is obviously very experienced, he came to the ancient site earlier than them, and even vaguely understands the secret of opening and closing the barrier, and he has gathered more and more forces outside the barrier.

Not only the Ziwei continent, but also the enchanted monks on other continents were called back to the ancient sites one by one, and the barrier showed no sign of collapse.If this continues, the balance between the two forces will be broken, and maybe the Mozun can take down these hundreds of monks in one fell swoop.

This phenomenon made the decent monks more united, negotiated an attack time, and everyone attacked the Demon Lord's mansion with the belief of fighting to the death.The war lasted for several days and nights, and there were serious casualties. Everyone knew that this time it was either you or me. They tried their best and used their magic weapons.

The final result can only be said to be a disastrous defeat, less than one-tenth of Ji Han's people are left, and it was because the leader used self-destruct in exchange for it.

Ever since Taiji Daoist went mad and Lian Yang died, Ji Han no longer trusts anyone in his heart.The boss's self-destruction can be said to have brought him too much shock. In order to let the three or 40 of them survive, the boss, as the most likely to escape, did not escape, but gave his life for his life, in exchange for dozens of people. survivor.

Ji Han held the sect token handed to him by the sect head and the last edict engraved by the spirit, and watched helplessly as the sect master pulled the Demon Venerable and blew himself up. The dazzling white light swallowed everything nearby. After everything subsided, there was already a There are no traces, only a huge pothole, loess and debris everywhere, as if the mansion never existed.

Ji Han deeply remembered Mozun's eyes, full of disbelief, staring at him with greedy and ferocious eyes when he was dying, but the self-destruction of the master made Mozun even have no chance of taking him away.He guessed that his eyes were the same as that of the Mozun, and he couldn't believe that the sect leader was willing to make such a sacrifice, that even the soul would no longer exist, and he would disappear into the world with the Mozun, not even being able to go to Huangquan Road.

Ji Han woke up from the memory, saw the boy lying on his lap, sleeping peacefully, couldn't help reaching out to rub his hair.

The appearance is born from the heart, the young man's appearance has some elements of his own thoughts in it, the two sky-breaking swords are combined into one, and the devil's one was once refined with Lianyang's soul, probably, maybe, maybe, there is also Then a little impact...

Ji Han took Tai Chi Daoist out of the ancient site, treated him step by step, and finally recovered most of his mind, almost like a normal person, except that he is a bit of an old urchin occasionally, and he likes to tease his disciples, which is not a bad thing.

Ji Han didn't care about it, and simply handed over the head of the escrow to Tai Chi Zhenren, and he has been committed to finding a way to restore the soul.

Many people persuaded him to let the deceased sleep peacefully, and to save the resentment on the Potian Sword.But he would rather not use the Potian Sword from now on than do so, because there might be Lian Yang's soul on this sword.

Until ten years ago, Ji Han finally found a way.

At that time, he was flipping through the books he found while gently touching the sword body. When he accidentally saw the method, the palm touching the sword body was so startled that he didn't dare to move in mid-air, and his eyes were fixed on the words in the book. In ancient Chinese style, for fear of missing the slightest bit, I read that passage several times over and over before slowly exhaling.

What is recorded in the book is a kind of soul restoration method, which is a magic weapon refined from tens of millions of souls.In fact, thousands of gods and souls have strands and strands deposited on the magic weapon. As long as the caster is strong, he can connect with the magic weapon through his own soul, lock the soul that he wants to repair, and cultivate it step by step to become the most powerful existence among the thousands of gods and souls. Transformed into a spirit, and finally transformed into form.

Ji Han immediately tried to enter the sword body, and the resentment of nearly a thousand souls rushed into Ji Han's mind in an instant, but was blocked by his powerful consciousness. After searching, only the stronger soul emitted a trace His familiar breath.

There is only one choice, once wrong, the opportunity will be lost forever.

Ji Han didn't dare to be careless, and carefully tested them one by one, the more careful he became, the more uncertain he became, and he always felt that several of them might be Lian Yang's soul.

In the end, he made up his mind, chose one of them, and cultivated it with all his efforts, hoping that his choice was not wrong.

Just a year ago, Potianjian was transformed into a human form under the touch of Ji Han...

Probably at that time, his mind was full of Lian Yang's figure, but it turned out that Po Tianjian's human form was exactly the same as Lian Yang's when he was young.

Seeing this, Daoist Taiji excitedly rushed up to hug the boy, shouting Lianyang Lianyang.

The young man was very indifferent, he pushed the real person away and knelt down in front of Ji Han, obediently calling out his master.

Ji Han's galloping heart was full of enthusiasm, and he calmed down in an instant, and the master clearly cut off all his thoughts with this sound.

The red-dyed maple leaf was blown round for a while, and then slowly fell to the ground, but it didn't even make a sound, and ended its lifelong journey.

The young man knelt on the spot silently, watching Ji Han's lonely back gradually go away, but he turned and left without a reply, leaving him kneeling upright.The boy's eyes full of expectation and trust were gradually replaced by coldness. His master didn't care about him, and didn't even want to see him.This kind of thought filled his heart, leaving only a piece of sincerity that was burned to ashes.

It has been a year, and the young man learned from Tai Chi Daoist why his master treated him so indifferently, occupying someone else's place, not even as good as a double, and he was lucky not to be destroyed immediately.

He can't hate, everything he has is given by Ji Han.He didn't dare to hate, his existence was an injury to his master.

The young man felt Ji Han's palm caressing his hair one by one, and patted his back lightly from time to time, coaxing himself to sleep like a child, trying to suppress the raised corners of his lips, for fear that Ji Han would chase him away if he found out Walk.

Even a little bit of tenderness from Ji Han can bring back the sincere heart of the young man, some feelings are so humble.

The boy has found a pattern that makes Ji Han soft-hearted.As long as he pretends to be bullied or injured, Ji Han will always become gentler than before, no longer that cold appearance.Whenever he gets close to Ji Han at this time, there is a [-]% chance that he will not be chased away, and even if he is lucky, he can get some intimate contact, such as now.

Ji Han is now a cultivator at the Void Refinement stage, how could the young man's every move escape his eyes, but he also has times when he is empty and lonely, the young man's appearance is too deceiving, especially for Ji Han, this picture The face is completely foul.

At this time, Ji Han always pampers himself a little bit, treating the boy as someone he misses, who can breathe, have body temperature, feel the touch... so real.

The pace of time never waits for anyone. The bare branches will grow new leaves after being covered by heavy snow. The new leaves will always wither and turn into yellow leaves, and turn into mud after falling with the wind. However, there will be new leaves one after another next year. emerge.Those who have passed away, withered and yellow leaves, will never come back.

A hundred years have passed, with batches of new disciples entering the sect, the Jade Cloud Sect is bustling with activity, but a certain corner of Tai Chi Peak is as quiet as before.

The young man followed behind Ji Han, silently looking at the lush bamboo forest in front of him, their appearance remained the same as before, only their temperament became colder.The orange light of the setting sun shone on them, looking so peaceful.

Ji Han asked lightly, "Are you ready?"

The young man put his four fingers together, forming a [-]-degree angle with his thumb, turned slightly sideways, holding the jet-black Potian Sword, and replied respectfully: "Yes."

There was still resentment on the Potian Sword, but the young man was not affected in the slightest, his eyes were clear, and his master's figure was all in his eyes.

"Let's go then."

The figures of the two disappeared in place, only the cicadas still sounded in the bamboo forest.

Ji Han has been studying books on spirit and soul for nearly a hundred years, but he has tried every means to no avail, but his cultivation has reached the peak of the sky.

There are two roads to ascension, one is to cross the thunder disaster, and the other is to enter the pool of reincarnation.Everyone in the world knows that thunder can be escaped, but reincarnation is hard to avoid. Therefore, people who ascend to heaven all choose thunder calamity, and it is rare to hear of people entering the pool of reincarnation.

Ji Han doesn't take it seriously, this kind of statement is just speculation by the world, because crossing the thunder catastrophe will cause changes in the world, and success can be known at a glance.And the life and death of those who enter the Samsara Pool are unknown, because there is no news of death, and the ascension is also quiet.

There is also a reason why Ji Han chose to enter the reincarnation pool. I heard that this reincarnation pool has a function. Each reincarnation can strengthen the soul and make the soul of the person who is tempered stronger.

He thought, as long as he was stronger, he might be able to transform the remaining souls on the Potian Sword into human beings, and maybe one of them was the person he was thinking of?

Ji Han stood beside the pool of reincarnation, stretched out his hand, the young man nodded knowingly, turned into a beam of sword light and shot into Ji Han's eyebrows with Potianjian, and melted into Ji Han's sea of ​​consciousness.After that, Ji Han stepped forward without hesitation and entered the pool of reincarnation.

Along the way, he saw himself from birth to entering the reincarnation pool, the scenes in front of him, some familiar, some strange, some nostalgic, some loathing, but all have passed away.

Ji Han reincarnated life after life, but the one who gained the most was not himself, but his spiritual pet Jiuyao Silver Wolf and his Sky-breaking Sword...

The spirits of the boy and the wolf have also become more and more solid, and they can even transform into human forms without their own spiritual power supply.Especially the young man, in the later reincarnation world, he directly plays the roles in various worlds and reincarnates with him.

The boy's dependence on him became less and less, but the familiar aura on him became stronger and stronger. Ji Han never thought that he was betting right from the beginning!

Before the boy recovered his memory, he was severely trampled by his master | I don't know how many times he turned it over, begging for mercy with a hoarse voice, and no matter how he called his master, it didn't work.The bad thing is that his master has endless energy, he is the sword spirit of the master, so he can't faint, and can only bear it clearly until his master is full.

The boy's tears were all dry, and he didn't understand why his master suddenly became so beastly and made sauce for him.Ever since he took shape, the master has been quite indifferent to him, and he would be pushed away if he approached him actively, and the most intimate thing was to be touched by the master's hair and pat on the shoulder.

Ji Han lay on the boy's back, kissed the boy's round and lovely earlobe, and said hoarsely, "Are you still uncomfortable? Your eyes are red from crying." Although the tone was gentle, the movements underneath were not sympathetic at all.

The boy could only hum and say, "As long as the master is happy."

Ji Han is not only happy, but also very excited, pestering the boy every day, he almost doesn't even care about the world line.

The teenager accompanied him to act in plays during the day, and sometimes at night, but he still couldn't escape the other party's claws late at night, and he was occasionally harassed by him during the day.

When Ji Han stroked the blade of the Potianjian, the boy actually had feelings for his body. In the past, the boy especially enjoyed this kind of touching, which meant that the master was close to him.It's just that the master who was quite indifferent to him in the past didn't know this, and he had a touch that he liked the other party, so he didn't tell his master all the time.

As a result, his master didn't know what was going on, since he was intimate with him, he especially liked to call out the Potianjian anytime and anywhere, pinching it from time to time, and even licking his head when he was happy!In the past, I touched it twice at most, and never licked it!Never!

God knows, what kind of young president he was playing at that time, holding meetings in the big conference room!In front of a large group of old bald directors who looked like wolves and tigers and leopards, reporting on the operation of the group this year, wearing suits, serious expressions, and full of abstinence, he suddenly felt that someone was playing tricks on him.

In the past, he never thought much about it, but recently his master has frequently developed his body, and he will be quite sensitive to this kind of intimate contact...

The boy didn't know how he got through it. When he left the conference room, his face was flushed and the hair on his forehead was wet.

Everyone thought that he was young and it was his first time attending a big meeting to report the situation, so he was so nervous that he was sweating profusely.Only the teenager clearly knows what the real reason is!

The boy locked the office door, dialed the phone number of his master, and shouted: "Put the sword away! Don't touch it!"

Ji Han paused his fingers, holding the phone in one hand and the sword hilt in the other, and asked, "Why?" Then he stuck out his tongue and licked the sword from bottom to top.

The young man felt a wave of dampness spread from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, his whole body couldn't help convulsing, he didn't know whether it was anger or too much comfort, his eyes were filled with tears from being too excited, but he continued to shout: "You pervert! "

Before Ji Han could respond, the young man hung up the phone, spent the whole day in a daze, and went home with a tired body at night, but what he was about to face was Ji Han's more thorough oppression.

Ji Han said seductively: "Hey, look at the mirror in front of your eyes and relax your body."

The young man could only do so tremblingly, looking at the two entangled figures in the mirror, the young man in front stood upright, his eyes were slack, his right leg was lifted by the man behind him, and the evil root went straight in and out, bringing out the fluttering the sound of water...

One world after another has passed, and the young man has gained a perspective-like understanding of his master's abnormality, can calmly accept all kinds of teasing and ravages, and can still play on his face as if nothing had happened. The boy is no longer the innocent boy he used to be.

Ji Han really loves Lian Yang like this, he is really more and more like a senior brother, even his aura is like his own bgm, I wonder if Lian Yang will directly turn against him when he comes back from memory?After thinking about it, he thought, who cares, he is drunk today when he has wine, the young man asks for whatever he wants, it would be a fool not to take advantage of it at this time.

Lian Yang's memory is like broken glass shards, pieced together bit by bit with the inexplicable energy obtained from the reincarnation world.After going through several generations and seeing all kinds of things, the sleeping memory returns, and the broken soul is repaired.

Just as Ji Han thought, he welcomed a tyranny from hell.In fact, it was his unilateral feeling, Lian Yang just ignored him unilaterally, and fought to the end.

As the master, Ji Han first flattered the latter, but after finding out that it was useless, he used the identity of the master to coerce and lure him together, and finally hugged the beauty to share the same bed.But the next day Lian Yang still looked ruthless and indifferent after being hanged, Ji Han was so angry that he tossed him hard.

Ji Han said with emotion in his heart: I really miss that boy who softly called him master in the past.If God gave him a chance to do it all over again, after the young man transformed into form, he should have pressed the young man to make stuffed sauce!

However, he can only think about it.Now or never.What's worse is that Ji Han feels the attraction of the upper world, and I'm afraid he will be sent out of the reincarnation pool soon...

Ji Han thought about taking Lian Yang to the upper realm, but with his identity and cultivation as a sword spirit, Lian Yang's future cultivation would definitely be hindered.There are many immortals who have become gods, but it has never been heard that a sword can become a god.

Now it is rare for Lian Yang's soul to escape from the Potian Sword, if he returns to the sword again, it will be a setback.Ji Han thought about it, and finally decided to send him back to the realm of comprehension before leaving. When he found an opportunity, he tried to get Lian Yang to come to the upper realm.

Upon hearing the news, Lian Yang didn't care about the cold war, and asked, "Why didn't you take me? Where's the wolf? Why can it go!"

Lian Yang pointed at Ah Hou who was hiding in the corner, feeling aggrieved, his arms were shaking.

Seeing that the other party's eyes were flushed with anxiety, Ji Han comforted him again and again, and tried to reason with him time and time again.

"Ah Wu is different from you. He is my spiritual pet and has never changed. And you are no longer my sword spirit. I can't selfishly consume your future. This is short-sighted. Obedient, I will send you Go back to the realm of self-cultivation, if you have enough cultivation, I will try to meet you."

But Lian Yang stubbornly said: "Do you despise me?" Thinking of his recent bad attitude towards Ji Han, Lian Yang felt very guilty.

Ji Han laughed twice, and the boy buried in his arms could feel his chest vibrating.

"If I despise you, why do I still please you every day? Seeing your cold face every day, sticking to your cold ass... Hee hee hee, it's hot inside, just like you who are cold on the outside and hot on the inside."

Lian Yang: "..." What kind of obscene metaphor is this!You still have to be shameless!

Ji Han suddenly took out a dagger and slashed at his heart.Before Lian Yang could react, he saw that the dagger had disappeared, and Ji Han was holding a drop of blood in his hand.

Lian Yang's eyes widened in horror, because Ji Han didn't even give any notice, and directly stuffed his heart's blood into his mouth.As if consciously, the blood in his heart quietly came to Lianyang's dantian, and obediently clinged to a small corner.

Lian Yang asked in surprise, "What are you doing?"

Ji Han said innocently: "This can sense where you are at any time, so as not to lose people."

Lian Yang was speechless. In the next moment, when he was caught off guard, a palm wind struck him, very gentle, and took him out of the pool of reincarnation and back to the realm of comprehension.

Ji Han has always been like this, he arranges everything by himself, and then executes it, no matter whether others oppose the unification or not.

Lian Yang stared blankly at the colorful reincarnation pond. The pond was filled with smoke, and he couldn't see the situation inside clearly. He didn't know whether Ji Han had gone to the upper realm.

After standing there for a day and a night without seeing any movement, Lian Yang turned around silently and quietly disappeared into the barren wilderness, only the smoke on the colorful reincarnation pool was churning.

After Lian Yang's soul was repaired, his cultivation base also recovered, coupled with the energy honed in the samsara pool, he has advanced to the stage of transforming gods, and if he wants to reach the late stage of refining the void, if luck is good, it is estimated that 500 Years, if you are unlucky, you will keep standing still.

Lian Yang belongs to the type with good luck and high comprehension. Samsara Pool has given him many resources, including the cultivation of kung fu, which is absolutely superior.

He doesn't have a book on exercises, but exercises have already been imprinted in his mind.

The change of spring and autumn is fleeting. Lian Yang did not get the slightest information from Ji Han, but he believed that the other party had been waiting, waiting for the day when he would be like the pool of reincarnation again.

After more than three hundred years, Lian Yang stepped into the wilderness again, looked at the invisible colorful reincarnation pool, smiled slightly, and walked slowly into the smoky pool.

The author has something to say:

The book is officially over! ! !Flowers, flowers, flowers~

Starting tomorrow, I will only edit the first story, after that there will be no futures!

The following is the link to the new article, the upgraded article "The Supreme Beast Through Time", welcome to receive in advance, and I am working hard to save the manuscript. I will officially update and collect the author's column in October. There will be a notice for the new article~