Villain Rebirth: Immortal Dao Mozun

"So that's why you recognized me?" 'Jing Su' had an ugly face, he never thought that he had exposed so many flaws, "Then tell me why your master couldn't crack that formation."

That ancient guardian formation has long been lost. If Shiqian hadn’t experienced that inheritance, he would never have known its existence. The heart of the formation could be anything. It’s not surprising that Shiqian was able to find it for Jing Su, but even if After finding the heart of the formation, if it is not for the spiritual power of the same source, it is absolutely impossible to pass through without any barriers. Moreover, the spiritual power of the cultivators nowadays is not as easy to switch as the ancient immortals. Their spiritual power has long been finalized. Su is a mutated lightning-type sky spirit root, no matter what, he can't be as gentle as the spiritual power in the formation.

But this man did.

"I've finished explaining, now it's up to you." Shi Qian finally got back his arm that was hugged so painfully, and the true essence and spiritual power in his body finally returned to normal. Jing Su's side, however, happened to be the best attack position. If the opponent made any changes, he could smear the sword on his neck at any time.

"You said just now that the spiritual power can no longer be transferred at will." Without minding Shi Qian's defense, the man frowned tightly, his face full of worry, and then saw Shi Qian, his whole body froze, and realized that he was now There is something wrong with the appearance of using it, and his face is slightly embarrassed, "Ah, sorry, I will change back immediately."

The slender figure that originally belonged to Jing Su gradually became shorter in Shi Qian's eyes, and the originally handsome and handsome features became extremely delicate, and finally a gorgeous red-clothed boy who was his age appeared in front of Shi Qian.

The boy's brows seemed to be lacquered with rouge, and he was already enchanting before he even smiled. Turning around in front of Shi Qian, he raised a big smile, "How is it? I'm prettier than your master, right?"

"No." Shiqian replied naturally without losing his mind because of the beauty, and played with the ring on his hand without looking at the boy's stiff look, "So now, can you answer my question? "

Glancing at Shi Qian fiercely, the young man tried his best to raise his head upwards, as if he could appear taller than Shi Qian this way, and snorted coldly, "You ask, I will tell you everything I know."

"Where is my master now?" Shi Qian still had his usual smile on his face, but his finger stroking the ring became more forceful.

Hearing Shi Qian's question, the young man's face instantly turned pale, a flash of horror flashed in his eyes, he didn't know what he was muttering, he secretly glanced at Shi Qian's unchanged expression, and finally opened his mouth reluctantly. mouth, but said about him from left to right, "He's doing well!"

Looking deeply at the boy, he found that the other person's expression was not fake, so Shi Qian stopped obsessing over this issue, walked to the desk, looked at the unfinished painting on the table, "Then, who are you? Why did you bring me here?"

Seeing that Shiqian finally got to the point, the boy finally suppressed his changeable expression. He followed Shiqian's gaze to look at the painting on the table, bit his lower lip, his eyes were filled with sadness and nostalgia, and Deeper, perhaps there was hatred, and an overly gorgeous face suddenly dimmed.

"My name is Hehuan." Said the young man, never taking his eyes off the painting on the table, and whispered to Shi Qian about the past that had been submerged in thousands of years.

It was born on the bank of the Past Life Pool in the ancient fairyland, where you can watch life and manipulate reincarnation. Before it was transplanted to this small courtyard, its greatest joy every day was to sway the small branches with the wind, and gently poke it into the pool. Disturbing those mundane things, it was not yet enlightened at that time, but it remembered that kind of feeling of freedom and worry-free.

Later, a boy in white clothes appeared in its life. The boy always pursed his lips tightly. He had stubborn and sharp eyes. Every time the boy came, he liked to stand beside him and look at the things in the pool that he couldn't understand. people and things.

One day, the boy ran to it with scars all over his body. This was the first time it felt warm. The bright red blood of the boy seemed to be scorching hot, so warm, it greedily sucked them into his body drop by drop, trying to Let that warmth spread to every corner of your body.At that time, the young man smiled, like every painting here, covering up the unwillingness and stubbornness, erasing the sharpness of hurting people, and becoming warm and pure.He said: "Little Acacia, since you have absorbed my blood, then you are mine."

It didn't understand at that time, it just shook the branches and leaves comfortably under the young man's soft breathing, and then, it saw the young man jumped off the pool of death.Before jumping down, he said to it, "Wait for me."

When I saw the boy again, the boy had already grown into a youth, and it was still the little tree, growing in the past life pool where time passed extremely slowly, swaying its branches and leaves.

He smiled and said, "I'm here to pick you up."

It was transplanted into this small courtyard, where there was a boy who had turned into a young man and a man in red who exuded a nasty aura.It began to grow up slowly, and it was very happy, because its young man smiled very warmly. Although he didn't smile at him, he could still feel his joy.

Year after year, it has finally become a big tree that can cover the sky and block out the sun, but it seems that it can never learn to bloom. Every year when the flower season comes, the young people will always caress it, but they can't find the reason , the young man's hand was very warm, so warm that it wanted to wrap it around desperately.

When the man in red is away, the young man always likes to lean against its trunk, or sit or lie down, and he always smiles, as if he doesn't know any other expressions at all, but it always feels that when the young man is by his side, he smiles like that. It was different from the man in red.

The young man has always been so warm, but its branches are very hard. Although it is difficult for him, at that time, he always quietly makes his branches softer.Listening to the youth's soft breathing, it shook the branches and leaves carefully, blocking all the sunlight for the youth.

It thought that the days would go on like this, simple and peaceful.

However, they quarreled.Because of the restriction set by the two, it couldn't hear the sound, but it could see that after the initial quarrel, the man in red, who was always arrogant, lowered his head and clenched his fists, but he was unwilling to hurt him. youth.It saw the young man turning around angrily, but there was no anger on his face. He turned his back to the man, and a cold ironic smile rose from the corner of his lips, as if an abyss was filled in his eyes, just like the first time he Like when I saw him for the first time.

The young man seemed to have sensed something. Before leaving, he showed a familiar warm smile to it, and said to it silently, "Wait for me."

It always thought it was a tree, and a tree would not understand sadness, but at that moment, an inexplicable sadness attacked it.It turned out that its teenager had never been happy.

"Later, I waited and waited, and of course, that man was with me." At this point, He Huan's eyes flashed with disgust, and then he was covered with sadness, "Later, as you can see, he came back , I was ecstatic, thinking he was here to take me away."

"At that time, he was standing there, less than a foot in front of me. He looked at me and kept looking at me. I was very happy that the man didn't get any attention from him. But he left and didn't stay anymore One word." When he said the last sentence, Hehuan's voice was a little hoarse, as if trying to control his emotions, he didn't tell Shi Qian how much he hated that he was just a tree at that time, it couldn't talk, it couldn't walk , not even flowering.

He lightly stroked the unfinished painting on the table with his hand, and outlined the outline of the person over and over again, as if he was afraid of disturbing the person in the painting, his voice softened a lot, "After a long time, he brought the person in the ancient fairy world with him." The immortals entered the demon world, and he closed the gate of the ancient immortal world. It was too late when the immortals found out, and the altar had already been activated. Later, I learned to bloom, and they exhausted all my strength, bright red, and His blood is the same color, but it's not warm enough, unfortunately, he can't see it anymore."

Although He Huan's voice was flat and soft, Shi Qian still keenly grasped the key words in it, "Altar?"

"Yes, he drained all the water from the pool of past lives, put them into the altar, sacrificed the souls of the immortals, and made everyone in the immortal and demon realms trapped in this city forever, until their souls disappeared." Said. By this time, Hehuan's gorgeous face was full of hatred, and he poked his finger hard, and there were five finger-sized circular holes on the thick mahogany table, all of which were that damned demon. If it weren't for him, he would How could the young boy be ambushed and fell into the altar to become a sacrifice!Also, he actually sealed all the rooms in this courtyard with the unique method of the demons, preventing him from entering. If Shiqian hadn't come this time to help him open the door, he still wouldn't have seen that The guy who coveted his boy actually stole so many paintings!

Shi Qian glanced at the young man who, despite being full of hatred, remained rational and hadn't hurt the portrait at all, retracted the finger that had lightly touched Chuhan's sword, and said slowly, "So, what is your current form?"

"The gift he left for me." The boy's emotions fell to the bottom in an instant. He thought he would die like an ordinary tree, but at the last moment, he turned into a human form, and his attachment was the boy's lost the master's blood.This courtyard also seemed to be deliberately protected by the young man. If he hadn't absorbed too much surrounding spiritual power during his transformation, causing all the formations except the phantom formation to fail, Jing Su wouldn't be able to undo it so easily today.But his purpose was Shi Qian, so when Shi Qian entered the courtyard and saw those pictures, he lost his mind for a moment, so he used his spiritual power to block the connection between Jing Su and the courtyard.

Touching the still hurting chest, He Huan never imagined that with his tens of thousands of years of skill, he could not dodge Jing Su's sword at that time. Although he was not seriously injured, but... it really hurts ah.

"Why are you looking for me?" In terms of strength, he is naturally inferior to Jing Su, and in terms of luck, he is inferior to Lan Tian, ​​but this tree demon has found him, and the reason has to be different for Shi Qian. Suspect.

"I know that your master is investigating the matter of the ancient immortals, and I also know how to open the gates of the ancient immortal world and restore the cultivation world to its previous state. As long as you do me a small favor." Hearing Shi Qian's question, He Huan's expression changed Changed, looking at him with shining eyes.

"Are you threatening me?" He Huan didn't ask how he knew the current situation in the cultivation world, Shi Qian narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the boy's begging eyes, there was a hint of danger in his expression.

"How could it be?! You said before that cultivators can't transform their spiritual power. This is a big deal! This proves that the spiritual energy in the cultivation world has reached a critical point. Although it is still possible to ascend to the small fairy world through cultivation, it is definitely not enough. Think about the number of your ascensions in the past ten thousand years, this is the time to make a great contribution to the cultivation world!" Afraid that Shi Qian misunderstood him, He Huan jumped anxiously, but later raised his head and was filled with righteous indignation.

"Why?" I have to say, the anxious look of the young man is really interesting.

"You! Why are you making trouble so unreasonably?!" After all, he has never been out in this courtyard since the transformation. Although He Huan knows how to communicate with others, he has never used it, so he can't hear the ridicule in Shi Qian's tone .