Rebirth villain just want to go

The secret realm that Yan Guitu and the others broke into was actually not that big, only a hundred miles in radius. It was not like a small world, but more like an island floating in mid-air.

It's just that there are countless spiritual grasses and fairy mushrooms growing on this island, and all kinds of natural and earthly treasures that are rarely seen in the outside world can be found here. If you drop your foot casually, you will trample to death the spiritual grasses that are thousands of years old.Those piled up on the ground were not ordinary stones, but top-grade spirit stones.

The aura in this world was so full that Yan Guitu didn't dare to meditate casually.He was only afraid that his cultivation base would improve too quickly, and he would even soar in this secret realm in the end.

In the past, Yan Guitu still attached great importance to ascension, otherwise he would not have collected so many defensive magic weapons to prepare for future ascension against the catastrophe.

It's just that after knowing the truth of this world, he no longer wants to ascend to the heavenly realm. After all, the heavenly realm will become the male protagonist's own heavenly realm in the future, and it will be more chaotic than the human realm, and it will be boring to go up.

Seeing that he was either treating Ling Jiangyu's Dharma Guardian or checking the situation and elixir in the secret realm all day long, the little spirit didn't take the opportunity to practice, so he landed on Yan Guitu's shoulder curiously, patted his forehead and asked strangely. : "Why are you worried about this? After entering here, lowly cultivators like you don't have to worry about ascension at all, okay? The aura in the outside world is thin, and the limit power that can be carried is equivalent to your Mahayana stage, eh , is your current strength. But this place is different from the outside world. The outside world is here for ten years every year. My master has cultivated for hundreds of thousands of years before he ascended to the heaven from here. Even if you cultivate to the level of Daluo Jinxian, you may not be able to ascend to the ascension."

Yan Guitu's eyes lit up when he heard the words. In this way, he would have no worries about cultivating in this secret realm.However, although he is No. 1 in the cultivation world in the human world, his cultivation level is low in the eyes of this spiritual creature. Well, such a gap makes him a little dumbfounded.

Suddenly, he came to his senses and looked back at the little spirit: "Can you see my thoughts?"

The little spirit nodded uncomfortably: "It can only be done when it touches your body. I didn't mean it, but I just saw that you seemed a little troubled. I want to help you."

Yan Guitu smiled: "It's okay, you really helped me a lot."

What Yan Guitu practiced was his master's inheritance and his kung fu, unknown but powerful, at least among the heart formulas that Yan Guitu had seen in the cultivation world, it was second to none.

He sat down cross-legged near the spirit pool, and then began to cultivate his mind in a trance.

Just now, the little spirit was lying on the leaf next to it without interest, watching Yan Guitu practice with his hands dragging his chin, but soon, he noticed that something was wrong.

Why is the heart formula that Yan Guitu practiced so similar to the master's formula?

It suddenly sat up from the leaves, and stared at Yan Guitu for a while in surprise and fear. At this moment, its black bean-like eyes actually shone with a light blue light, and it could clearly see through Yan Guitu's flesh and blood. How does the seven-color spiritual energy work in Yan Guitu's spiritual veins.

This person's practice is clearly his master's mind.

The little spirit suddenly screamed and howled: "You killed my master, you killed my master...I will kill you to avenge my master!"

Sensing the danger, Yan Guitu immediately opened his eyes and rolled on the spot, avoiding a dazzling golden flame.However, no matter how fast he moved, he couldn't keep up with the burning speed of the flame.But in an instant, a large area of ​​his cassock was burned.The cloth made of crocodile silk mixed with thousand-year-old black ice silk couldn't bear the strange golden flame, and turned into fly ash in an instant.

Yan Guitu quickly pulled out the Qingluan sword and cut off the corner of his robe, and then quickly stepped back dozens of steps with his toes pointing at the grass blades, looking at the spirit creature who suddenly attacked with confusion: "Senior, as you said, you Your master is a powerful cultivator, who has ascended for thousands of years and is now bound to be in the fairy world. I am a mere Mahayana monk, and I can't even beat you, how can I kill your master?"

After hearing these words, the little spirit patted its head in a daze, and stopped the movement of its hands: "That's right."

His master's cultivation base is strong and his magic power is boundless, how could he be killed by such a small Mahayana monk?

"But, how do you know my master's cultivation formula?" The little spirit looked at Yan Guitu suspiciously, "This cultivation formula is my master's original creation in this secret realm. Only the master can do it. If you use this kind of heart formula in another world, your cultivation will only be mediocre, and the effect will definitely not compare to the speed of cultivation in the secret realm."

No. 1 Sword Cultivator in the Human World, Yan Guitu was once again branded as mediocre, so he could only explain to the little spirit, dumbfounded: "This heart formula was taught to me by my master, as for where did my master get it?" Come on, I don’t know. When the master passed on my heart formula, he even passed on the Qingluan Sword to me, and I ask you to learn from me.”

"Qingluan sword?" The little spirit blinked, flapped its wings and landed on the Qingluan sword in Yan Guitu's hand, and suddenly flew up with fluttering wings, "There is a feather from that guy Qingluan in this Qingluan sword And blood essence, this sword is also refined by the master!"

Yan Guitu was taken aback again.

This Qingluan sword was clearly forged by his master. At that time, he casually plucked a root hair from the big blue bird that his master raised and blended it into it. How could it be refined by the master of this secret realm?

Yan Guitu and the little spirit confronted each other expressionlessly for a moment, and suddenly took out a portrait from the storage space in unison: "Do you know him?"

One big and one small looked at the portraits in their hands and then at the portraits in the other party's hands.

The person in the portrait is a kind-hearted old man, with white hair like snow that never melts on the iceberg, eyebrows that hang down to his chest, but a pair of eyes that are extremely gentle, with a bit of tranquility and indifference to understand the world.

"This!" After being shocked for a second, the little spirit looked at Yan Guitu in disbelief, "Your master looks just like my master."

Yan Guitu paused, and said with difficulty: "Have you ever thought that not only do they look alike, but they are probably the same person..."

The little spirit fluttered its wings and kept circling around Yan Guitu, muttering in a low voice: "Hey, just kidding, so you are my master's apprentice? He used to say that he would not accept disciples easily Well, didn’t you just accept a disciple casually? I think you are also very ordinary, besides being a bit better-looking, your cultivation base is also mediocre..."

Yan Guitu has not yet recovered from the shock. In his memory, his master is a kind-hearted little old man who likes to gamble but has bad luck, lazy and greedy. How could it be the master of a secret realm, an immortal who ascended to heaven ten thousand years ago?

"Forget it, since you are my master's disciple, let's count you as my half-little master." After confirming Yan Guitu's identity, the little spirit regained his spirits after being depressed for a while, "Since you are the little master , it must not be a coincidence to be able to enter the secret realm, but the master's arrangement. Wuwuwu, master, you are too kind to me, knowing that I am bored in this secret realm by myself, you specially arranged for your disciple to come in to accompany me."

Yan Guitu looked at the little spirit who was so touched that his nose burst into tears: "...I guess my master may not mean that."

The little spirit suddenly remembered something, and flew to Yan Guitu very excitedly: "By the way, if you are the little master, you can give me a name."

To name a spiritual creature hundreds of thousands of years older than him?

Yan Guitu thought for a long time, looked at the pair of wings that were as beautiful as moonlight behind the spirit thing, pondered for a moment and then asked tentatively: "Senior, what do you think of Yueling?"

After the little spirit repeated it twice, he nodded happily: "Hello Yueling, hello Yueling, I will be called Yueling from now on. Little master, please call me by my name more often, lest I forget it again." .”

Yan Guitu laughed softly: "Yue Ling, do you think that Xiao San'er's injury can only be soaked in the spirit pool to warm up?"

"Of course not, let him take the Yuanshen Fruit to repair his damaged soul." After Yue Ling finished speaking, she belatedly covered her mouth.

Yan Guitu smiled more gently: "Yuan Shen Guo?"

Seeing Yan Guitu's questioning, Yue Ling couldn't hide it, so she nodded slightly, and raised her finger to the direction beside the guide: "Yuan Shen Guo."

Yuanshen fruit is also a rare precious spiritual fruit in this secret realm. It only grows one leaf for a thousand years, and it will bloom after ten leaves grow. It takes 6000 years for the flower to bloom and wither. If you want to wait until the fruit is fully grown, it will take 3 Ten thousand years will do.

Yan Guitu had also heard his master mention this divine fruit, but he never expected such a precious spiritual fruit to exist in this secret realm.

It is not easy for ordinary people to pick the Yuanshen Fruit, but it is not difficult for Yue Ling.

Yan Guitu waited by the Lingchi for nearly a quarter of an hour, and Yueling flew over from a distance dragging a large branch of Yuanshen Fruit.

He probably picked off all the primordial spirit fruits from a big branch, and there were five or six egg-sized primordial spirit fruits hanging on the branch with golden branches and silver leaves.

Yuanshen fruit is jade-colored and fleshy. From a distance, it looks like a jade carving fruit, with smooth skin without a trace of blemish.

Yueling crunched a large Yuanshen fruit by herself, took off two at the same time and threw them to Yan Guitu, complaining vaguely: "The aura in this secret realm is not as abundant as it was ten thousand years ago. The fruit produced here is not as fresh and delicious as before."

Yan Guitu watched him chew a fruit for two bites before throwing it on the ground recklessly, unconsciously shaking his head slightly.Just the residue of this fruit is enough to make the monks in the lower realm break their heads, but in Yue Ling's hands, it has become a bad-tasting snack.

"Little master, you can feed him the fruit, and then guide the power of the soul fruit to nourish his injured soul. However, his soul is seriously injured, and he has two souls, so it is not easy to heal. I'm afraid it will take a year to fully heal." Yueling wiped the juice from her hands and said to Yan Guitu.

Yan Guitu glanced at the spirit fruit in his hand, jumped directly into the spirit pool, fished out Ling Jiangyu's unconscious body from the bottom of the pool, wiped the spirit water off the young man's face, and then pinched his chin Carefully stuff the not-so-small spirit fruit into it.

As soon as the Yuanshen fruit entered the mouth, it turned into a strong spiritual energy and rushed straight to Ling Jiangyu's limbs, bones and veins.The pure and huge spiritual energy filled Ling Jiangyu's spiritual veins almost instantly, tens of thousands of purple auspicious energy emitted from Ling Jiangyu's body, countless vigor and abundant spiritual energy leaked out quickly along with the pores on his body, The energy released smashed the fairy grass Ganoderma lucidum near the Lingchi to pieces.

The magic robe on Ling Jiangyu's body was almost wiped out by the soaring spiritual power in an instant. He groaned in pain in his drowsiness. Cut out the bone.

"Oh, I forgot." After seeing this scene, Yue Ling suddenly slapped his forehead and said, "The power contained in this fruit is too powerful. It's okay for a person like me who has a golden immortal cultivation level to eat it, but you little disciple... His cultivation level is almost equal to nothing, he can't bear to eat this kind of fairy fruit directly, the power of this primordial spirit fruit is enough to explode a hundred of him."

Yan Guitu panicked, looked up at Yue Ling: "What can I do?"

Yue Ling lowered her head in embarrassment. It was also his fault that Ling Jiangyu had such a situation. He forgot to tell Yan Guitu about this in advance.After pondering for a moment, he said: "This matter is not difficult. Your cultivation base is higher than his. Although you can't bear the power of a complete Yuanshen fruit, you can help him share half of it. As for the other half, you You can slowly channel the power of his soul, and use your soul to guide him to bear this power."

Yan Guitu heard the words, and immediately asked: "How can I help him share half of it?"

Yueling scratched the back of her head: "You can just suck out half of it with your mouth to mouth, but it's not difficult to suck out half of the power of the soul. This is the most important point of a human monk. Usually, it will not allow the external consciousness to invade easily, but will encounter the most fierce resistance. If he cannot trust you [-]%, I am afraid your soul will be injured. He has Half of the soul body of the heavenly demon and half of the soul body of the descendant of the gods, in terms of the power of the original soul, he is superior to you. Even my soul body may not be as strong as him."

Yan Guitu heard the words, without saying a word, he pinched Ling Jiangyu's mouth and moved closer, closed his eyes and began to feel the violent and majestic spiritual power in the opponent's body.He took a slight breath, and the headless aura rushing around seemed like a torrential flood that had been accumulated for a long time suddenly had a vent, and frantically swarmed towards him.

Yan Guitu only felt that an extremely pure aura exploded in his body almost instantly, and the Nascent Soul he had originally cultivated was squeezed by this external force in the sea of ​​consciousness at this moment, and there was no place to flinch.And his Nascent Soul was also frantically absorbing this seemingly endless power. He was surprised to find that almost in an instant, his cultivation had broken through the late stage of Mahayana and reached a new realm of incomparable mystery .

In the blink of an eye, his divine sense has been integrated into all things in the world. He is a wisp of floating cloud in the sky, a spiritual grass that has grown for thousands of years on the ground, a free spiritual power in the air, and a tall and sturdy towering giant tree. .....He is not only a speck of dust, but also billions of stars above his head, he is a part of the universe, he is no longer himself.

"Return to God," Yue Ling's thin voice suddenly interrupted Yan Guitu's fugue, and his primordial spirit instantly returned to his body, but at this moment, Yan Guitu already possessed the physique and strength of an immortal.The difference between him and a real immortal right now is the step of Tianlei forging his body during his ascension.

"If you continue to immerse yourself just now, you will be discovered by those guys from the heavens and extradite you to the heavens. With your strength, even if you ascend to the heavens, you are at most a true immortal. You must know that the gods in the heavens are also divided into five classes. Spirit Immortal, True Immortal, Celestial Immortal, Da Luo Jinxian and Jiutian Xuanxian, the Jiutian Xuanxian is the strongest existence in the heaven, and you go to the heaven now, it is your life to do errands." Yue Ling asked Yan Guitu carefully Introduced, although it sounds more like a threat, "So it's better to stay in this secret realm, and then go to the heaven after you cultivate to the Xuanxian realm. Wouldn't it be fun to dominate the world?"

In fact, he just couldn't bear to let this human being who had just been photographed not long ago leave.

Just as Yan Guitu was about to speak, he suddenly felt that something was messing around in his mouth. He moved his eyes down, only to find that he and Ling Jiangyu were still touching each other, and the semi-comatose kid was instinctively using his tongue To hook the tip of his tongue.

What a formality this is!

Yan Guitu blushed, and immediately let go of Ling Jiangyu's hands, but what made him even more unbearable was that the lips and teeth of the two may have been stuck together for too long, and when they separated, they pulled out a shiny silver thread.

He tried his best to suppress the weird feeling in his heart just now, coughed twice, wiped the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand, turned his head and looked at Yue Ling pretending to be serious: "Then what should I do?"

Yue Ling blinked her small eyes: "You two sink into the spirit pool together, and then try to separate your soul from your body."

Yan Guitu blushed and glanced at the little disciple in his arms, he is not very old, this kissing technique...well, it's a sin, he's just healing the little disciple, he needs to be calm , it is easy to cast spells.

It's just that this kissing experience was Yan Guitu's first kiss in two lifetimes. Although the partner was his family's half-dead disciple, the feeling was surprisingly good.

Yan Guitu pursed his lips, put aside all distracting thoughts in his mind, separated his soul, and cautiously invaded into Ling Jiangyu's sea of ​​consciousness.

"By the way, your little disciple's primordial spirit has been severely injured, and he must be in an instinctive defensive state now. You need to be more patient and guide him before he can enter his sea of ​​consciousness. And after you go in, don't disturb his subconscious creation. The world, you have to follow nature, otherwise it will hurt both of you." Seeing that both of them had sunk to the bottom of the pool, Yue Ling added in a shrill voice.

After hearing his words, Yan Guitu turned his soul into strands of hair-like material, which invaded Ling Jiangyu's sea of ​​consciousness bit by bit.

It was a vast black abyss, without a trace of light, and the surroundings were all wrapped in darkness and cold.Even with the invasion of consciousness, Yan Guitu still felt the chill that could almost freeze a person instantly.

He remembered Yue Ling's exhortation just now, let go of all his defenses, allowed himself to sink into the darkness bit by bit, and was ready to be attacked by Ling Jiangyu's spiritual sense at any time.

However, the process of his entering Ling Jiangyu's Sea of ​​Consciousness was unbelievably simple.

Almost the moment his spiritual consciousness came into contact with Ling Jiangyu's spiritual consciousness, he had already gained the other party's trust, passed through the darkness without hindrance, and appeared on a cold ice field.

Here is Ling Jiangyu's sea of ​​consciousness.

Yan Guitu walked forward step by step on the hard ice, and almost slipped and fell to the ground a few times. He found that his spiritual power seemed to have completely disappeared, and he became an ordinary person.

Not far away, a magnificent ice and snow palace stands high on the top of the snow mountain, where Ling Jiangyu's primordial spirit hides.

When Yan Guitu stumbled into the palace, he found that the door of the main hall was open, but Ling Jiangyu's soul was weak and naked curled up on the cold ground.

Seeing this miserable situation, Yan Guitu felt a tight pain in his chest. He walked over to the extremely weak young man on the ground in a few steps, and casually took off the cloak that he had transformed on his body and put it on the young man.

The semi-conscious boy slowly opened his eyes, and saw his master appearing in front of him.He rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and after confirming that it was indeed Yan Guitu in front of him, his eyes suddenly turned red, and he plunged into Yan Guitu's arms, with a crying tone: "Master, I finally dreamed See you."

He didn't know how long his primordial spirit had passed between half asleep and half awake, but he was always trapped alone in this frozen palace, and even wanting to see the master in his dream became a nightmare. kind of luxury.

Although, um, although he had a charming dream just now, he still kissed the master in the dream.But it was an illusory dream after all, and it couldn't soothe the boy's increasingly lonely heart.

"This is not a dream. As a teacher, you are now in your sea of ​​consciousness. The power of the soul fruit you just took is too overbearing. If you can't channel it, it will hurt your soul even more." Yan Guitu told the matter in a few words Ling Jiangyu explained clearly, and then looked at his little San'er seriously, "But all your cultivation was destroyed because of Bi Shu's palm. If you want to practice, you have to start all over again in the future."

Ling Jiangyu was slightly stunned and then nodded lightly: "The disciple will definitely work harder and practice hard day and night, Master, don't worry."

Seeing this, Yan Guitu sighed and said, "Do you know why your teacher asked you to practice alchemy when you first started?"

Ling Jiangyu lay in Yan Guitu's arms, trying to figure out Yan Guitu's face, and replied cautiously: "Master wants the disciple to cultivate his heart and mind, and he is afraid that the disciple will go astray because of a momentary revenge..."

However, Yan Guitu chuckled, and slowly shook his head: "No, as a teacher, I decided to teach you senior brother refining weapons, second senior sister array illusion, and let you practice alchemy, but it was all to avoid disasters. .”

In order to avoid the confrontation with the hero Zhao Xuyang, to prevent his disciples from becoming the stepping stones for the darlings of heaven, and to prevent the four of them from repeating the same mistakes and end up being spurned by everyone, Yan Guitu tried his best to let his family The disciple put an end to all possible chances to get rid of Chao Xuyang.

But the facts have proved that the plot has a strong self-healing ability, even if he has retreated to such a point, it is still difficult to avoid the so-called destiny.These villains, after all, cannot avoid a head-on conflict with the protagonist.

It wasn't until after this incident that Yan Guitu realized that fate cannot be avoided.Instead of retreating, it is better to go forward.Just admitting his fate like this, he couldn't do it.

Ling Jiangyu looked at his master half-understood, and only felt that the more he looked at the master, the better he looked.

"This time, Master will teach you the way of swordsmanship." Yan Guitu caressed Ling Jiangyu's thin and handsome face, a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes.

The book said that he was destined to go against the sky and change his fate.