This time, the Cultivation Ceremony was held in the Cangyu Sect, and all the sects arrived as scheduled. Several rows of large flying instruments were suspended in the midair, and the formation was mighty.

People dressed in different costumes came down from it, headed by the heads of various sects, followed by young talents representing their sects in the competition.

The crowd was bustling and noisy.

After the masters got together, they were led to the viewing seats, chatted and greeted along the way, and their gestures and gestures were all calm from the superiors.

When they arrived at the place and saw the figure in the light gauze next to the head of the Cangyu Sect, their faces froze, they calmed down, and walked quickly to their seats.

After waiting for a long time, until the backs of several people were soaked in cold sweat, the man sitting in the light veil still did not make a sound.

Only then did Li Qingyuan, head of the Cangyu Sect, cough lightly, stood up from his seat, walked respectfully outside the light gauze curtain, cupped his hands and said, "Master, the time has come."

Duan Ze's head fell downward, and he woke up from his sleep. He subconsciously raised his eyes and looked at the sky. After confirming that nothing had changed, he tidied up his clothes lazily. The word, "Hmm."

After speaking, the man stood up from his seat.

The bluish-white skinny fingers twisted the edge of the gauze and pulled it away, a powerful coercion rushed out along the opened gap, covering the entire playing field in the blink of an eye.

All sounds stopped abruptly.

The man walked out, dressed in white clothes and tall and tall, his eyes were slightly lowered, his thin lips were slightly pursed, his eyebrows and eyes seemed to contain thousands of years of ice and snow, a few strands of black silk were blown by the breeze, his clothes fluttered, and his every move led Heart and soul, but also reveals a sense of coldness and alienation.

"Let's start." Duan Ze's mouth moved slightly, his voice was indifferent, the man casually raised his hand, and after he finished speaking, he glanced at the several masters sitting next to him, and then turned back to the place covered by the light veil.

The people next to them noticed that they sat up subconsciously, their cheeks twitched slightly.

Why didn't anyone tell them that Immortal Duan Ze left the customs today? !

Li Qingyuan nodded, with a smug smile on his lips, and then he announced the official start of the ceremony.

After Duan Ze walked back into the gauze, he felt as if his bones had been torn apart. He sat down on the soft couch prepared for him. He raised his hand and rubbed his face. .

No matter how he moves inside the veil, all he sees outside is a vague shadow sitting upright.

It has been 50 years since he transmigrated into this refreshing novel on cultivating immortals.

As the master of the protagonist, the original owner is aloof and dignified, and his cultivation is a ceiling in the world of cultivating immortals. He is awed by everyone. This is a very good character.

But as cannon fodder, the reason why his cultivation base is so high is actually from the forbidden technique practiced by the original owner in private. This forbidden technique not only brought him cultivation base, but also left fatal sequelae.

In order to make up for it, the original owner turned his attention to the protagonist. On the surface, he was the old man with a white beard. He was calling the other person, but in fact, he took a fancy to his physique and wanted the hero to be a medicine man.

The text is cool, but it follows the routine of breaking first and then establishing. In the early stage, the hero is abused as badly as possible. When the hero grows up in the later stage, that is the time when he can't survive or die.

What made him even more desperate was that when he crossed over, he had already achieved great success in the sorcery he had practiced, and most of the cultivation of the heroine of the medicine man had also progressed, and it was difficult to retreat.

Duan Ze sighed softly, hung his hand on the fruit plate next to him, thought for a while without touching it, took out a spiritual fruit from his receiving ring, and stuffed it into his mouth.

In the past 50 years, he also found that if he did something that did not conform to the original owner's plan in front of others, he would be struck by lightning.

Just like the plate of fruit in front of him, as the ancestor of Gao Leng, he would not eat it.

Even if it is eaten, it cannot be discovered by others.

Through the light veil, Xie Qingyu, the protagonist of this article, standing among the crowd in the waiting area, is chatting with others with a smile on his face, without the slightest hostility in his eyes, Duan Ze is deeply relieved by this.

After he got used to it for a few days, he took the lead in taking the male lead who had been a handyman in the outer sect for nearly a hundred years under his sect, turning from the male lead master to a master.

This is not only out of sympathy, not wanting to make the other party so miserable, but also out of the psychology of wanting to change fate.

During this period, he secretly eliminated the medicinal properties of people, and at the same time instilled in people the concept of respecting teachers and respecting morality. After 50 years, he finally cultivated the hero into an optimistic, cheerful, positive and good boy.

Duan Ze was wandering in the sky, when suddenly a gust of anger burst out from the depths of his dantian, and quickly spread outward to his whole body.

The man's eyes froze, and doubts arose in his heart. He closed his eyes and looked inside. When he was sure of the situation and opened his eyes again, there was a little panic in his eyes, "How is that possible?"

Now it's only the middle of the month, and the sequelae that were originally fixed to erupt at the end of the month suddenly arrived earlier.

He also happened to be in the Immortal Cultivation Ceremony where great powers from all over the world gathered together. If others saw him, he would definitely be swarmed up by these upright people and killed on the spot.

The man quickly calmed down, took out two talisman papers from the ring, and pasted a substitute talisman on his place. In the blink of an eye, a person exactly like him appeared. Force to activate another teleportation talisman.

The male protagonist Xie Qingyu, who was chatting with someone in the distance, trembled his eyelashes slightly, and his eyes stopped on the shadow sitting in the veil, then said something to the person next to him, got up and left.

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The mountains and forests at night are as dark as splashed ink, and the moonlight shines through the gaps in the leaves, leaving dots of light on the ground.

It had just rained yesterday, and there was a stuffy earthy smell in the air.

There was a trembling panting sound from the cave in the distance, as if a wounded animal was dormant in it.

Duan Ze tightened his obviously ill-fitting clothes, and looked around vigilantly with his eyes. After making sure that no one was following him, he lowered his eyes to look at his hand, which was several times smaller in the darkness, feeling a sense of helplessness in his heart. , "Can't let me relax for a while..."

Duan Ze felt the bad taste of the person who created this forbidden technique when the sequelae of wearing it here for the first time occurred.

The sequelae not only cut off the original owner's dream of ascension, but also made him cut in half in the last three days of each month when he jumped off a cliff, and his body shrank into the appearance of a three-year-old child.

If he was discovered during this period, not to mention that his practice of sorcery would be exposed, his short stature would not even have the ability to fight back.

But how could the sequelae of being punctual on weekdays suddenly be ahead of schedule this time?

Although the man thought it was weird, he couldn't find out. In his impression, he had never been discovered, and it was probably an accident.

The sect reckoned that they couldn't go back for the time being, so they stayed here for three days first, and then went back to explain after recovering... No, Master Gao Leng is haunted and haunted, so there is no need to explain.

After Duan Zeqiang braced himself to think at a very fast speed, he shook like a sieve as soon as he relaxed. He called out clothes that were several sizes smaller from the ring and changed them, then took out a soft towel and put it on his face After a while, a string of teardrops fell down.

There is an additional problem with this sequelae, which is that it will make him very depressed. Usually, when he erupts, he will hide in his retreat place and cry for three days and three nights, but now he can only stay in this cave.

"Master——" the young man's voice seemed a little abrupt in the quiet mountain forest, Duan Ze hiccupped in fright, and looked out of the cave with red eyes and a little panic.

Why is Xie Qingyu here? !

Now he didn't care about crying anymore, and listened attentively. He heard that there was more than one person outside.

Did he get exposed when he ran out?

impossible.

Not to mention that the Cultivation Ceremony lasted for three consecutive days. Before he left, he used a substitute talisman to replace himself. During the period, no one dared to lift his curtain, so he shouldn't be discovered, and even if he was discovered, he wouldn't be in such a short time.

Duan Ze walked around the spot a little anxiously.

If it was the original owner, it is estimated that he would choose to kill people in order to conceal his identity, but Duan Ze is not the original owner.

But if he is found out, he will probably get a box lunch in advance.

Duan Ze knew that he couldn't stay here any longer, he forcibly suppressed the mentality of breaking the jar due to the sequelae, lifted his clothes and ran out of the cave.

"Boom——" Duan Ze just took a step because he chose a behavior that was inconsistent with the original owner, when a bolt of lightning flashed across the calm night sky and hit him at his feet, as a warning.

Duan Ze flinched a little, and was sure that there were other people around besides him. He was seen, but no one should recognize him at this moment.

With a calm expression on his face, he gritted his teeth and continued to rush forward.

Duan Ze concentrated his spiritual power on his feet, and the small man quickly ran out around the dense trees.

The dark clouds in the sky were getting bigger and bigger, and thunder and lightning chased him straight away.

In Duan Ze's heyday, he would be struck by this thunder suddenly, not to mention that now is his weak period, the child has short legs, and he didn't run very far. A bolt of lightning had already caught up with him and struck him mercilessly. in his body.

Dense electric currents spread from his back to his limbs, this time the electric shock was more fierce than the countless superimposed ones before, it seemed to tear him apart.

Under the severe pain, Duan Ze lightened his body, and suddenly felt that his soul and body were separated in an instant.

The author has something to say: Duan Ze: "I'm still a child!"

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Open the article!Three more on the first day!One chapter at midnight, one chapter at twelve noon, and one chapter at nine in the evening.

Chirp me, little readers!long wait~

The day is not cheated, and I will ask for leave if I have something to do!applaud! (papa

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Yin Liuqi accidentally read this scumbag article, in which he was bullied by others, but in the end he still knelt and licked, forgiving the whole world, made him so angry, and left a comment cursingly, "This is not cheap... "

Collect!shutdown!sleep!

When he woke up again, he found that he was transmigrated into the book, and became that "cheap or not cheap" scumbag.

Yin Liuqi: "Fuck!"

This lowly experience is not the other's lowly one, Yin Liuqi is gearing up for the day when she will be abused in the future.

However, before he arrived, Zha Gong had a car accident and lost his memory. The other party stared blankly at him and asked him, "Are you my wife? You look so kind..."

Yin Liuqi patted his head, and said kindly: "I am your father."



When Gu Shao woke up, he found that he had transmigrated into an ancient scumbag novel. In order to retransmit it back, he had to follow the plot.

But he didn't expect that a few days after he got married, he lost his memory in a car accident.

When he regained his memory, he found that something was wrong with that 'cheap subject'.

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