Demon Venerable's whitewashing does not only depend on appearance [Rebirth]

When he was about to leave, Xuan Qingzi turned his head when he noticed the movement of the people behind him.

Ji Pei rubbed his forehead lazily, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at Xuan Qingzi who was about to leave.

"Someone wants to enter my sea of ​​consciousness, how can I continue to sleep with peace of mind."

If anyone at random could easily enter his sea of ​​consciousness, he would have died a thousand times earlier, even if he was asleep, he still had this vigilance.

Looking at the young man's eyes that were still slightly foggy, Xuan Qingzi stopped hiding and said bluntly.

"You hurt your soul."

"..."

Hearing him mention this matter, Ji Pei's hand that had been placed by his side trembled slightly, and when he lifted it up, the faint purple color in his hand was beating very weakly. A thunderbolt seemed very stagnant in the palm of my hand.

He understood what Xuan Qingzi meant.

No wonder he felt tired from the moment he got up.

"It's a blessing to have suffered a thunderbolt, but it only hurts the soul and doesn't disperse the soul."

Judging from the current situation, extracting magic power is difficult, and he should not be able to easily improve his cultivation level to fight across borders.

Moreover, in this kind of soul-injured situation, one can only rely on meditation to condense the soul, which consumes time and pills to warm it up.

But Ji Pei didn't take it too seriously.There are Wushang, blood vines, and abilities at least in the late stage of transforming gods. Even if he is a little weaker, there are not many people in Moyu who can hurt him.

Does this incident indirectly prove that he has indeed gone through his soul through his previous life... and helped Xuan Chen in his previous life to suffer a catastrophe?

Xuan Qingzi didn't understand what he was talking about.

When did Xing Lei come, where is Xing Lei?

Seeing Xuan Chen's confusion, Ji Pei came back to his senses and explained, "In my dream, I stood in front of you and hit a... Xing Lei."

At the moment when this explanation blurted out, another subconscious mind spoke to him.

This is wrong.

In the mind that didn't remember anything at first, some fragments suddenly flashed like lightning.

The smile on the corner of the young man's mouth suddenly flattened.

With the passage of time, some lost details came to mind more and more, Ji Pei no longer waited for the memory to return slowly, and took the initiative to dig deep into the memory in his mind.

Immediately, he swayed forward unsteadily, and supported the chessboard and stone table.

Ji Pei pressed his lips tightly, his face suddenly turned pale because of the exhaustion of his spirit.

There seemed to be blurred rolls of cloth in his eyes.

For a moment, there was a golden punishment thunder, dazzling like the morning sun.

For a moment, it was the back of Xuan Chen crossing the tribulation in front of him.

Seeing that Xuan Chen might be struck to death by the Heavenly Tribulation, he rushed forward regardless, because he would never let Xuan Chen die in front of him.

Xuan Chen probably thought so too.

The moment the Xing Lei illuminated his eye sockets, it was Xuan Chen who dragged him to the back and bore most of the Xing Lei for him, so that his soul was only damaged, not his soul was scattered.

It turned out that Xuan Chen in the previous life fell like this.

"Ji Pei, Ji Pei?"

Xuan Qingzi put his hand on Ji Pei's body to help him restrain the scattered spirits.

"Concentrate."

"It's okay, cough." Ji Pei coughed lightly the blood in his throat, feeling a little sour, wiped away the blood oozing from the corner of his mouth with his fingers, and smiled self-deprecatingly.

God, this thief really has trouble with him.

In his previous life, the thing he most wanted to change was the fate of his master falling.

Once reborn, he was ecstatic and very arrogant to promise himself that he would never let Xuan Chen fall again.

After he did it, he realized that he was originally an accomplice.

So he will be sad and hopeless.

That old thief of heaven wants him to think so, right?

Ji Pei pressed his lips faintly, and couldn't help but laugh uncontrollably. Why did he laugh? He was laughing at himself, and at another mysterious force.

He understands why and how this encounter happened.

He seems to have entered the Soul River, but in fact he has not entered the Soul River at all.

Because he knew very well that if he really entered the interior of Soul River, it would not be this feeling.

God, in order for him to see these things, he specially opened some kind of passage, allowing him to go back to the past.

Although Xuan Chen would be struck down by that lightning no matter whether he went back or not, but letting him go back and see everything would allow him to bear guilt and self-blame.

Violence flashed across Ji Pei's eyes, and he suppressed it suddenly.

"Xuan Qingzi, why did you take me back to the Demon Realm? Who told you that you need to go down to the Soul River?"

Xuan Qingzi didn't know why Ji Pei suddenly asked about this.

"This is my calculation."

In a single thought, he calculated that he would find his memory in Soul River.

But this hexagram miscalculated, and he didn't get any memory back.

"Sure enough, I guessed right." Ji Pei slightly hooked an arc.

None of them told Xuan Qingzi that they would pass through Soul River within one month... It was Tiandao who deliberately gave Xuan Qingzi a reminder, the purpose was to let him go back. There are possible events that make him focus on the wrong center of gravity.

This is the second time he has perceived the will of Heaven so clearly.

Such a big play and soul wear are all specially arranged by some kind of power.

Heaven wants him to fear him.

"He wanted me to feel that no matter how I changed. It was all about conforming to the outcome. It was meaningless, useless change. It just showed that ... everything was going to be different."

Ji Pei raised his head and looked up at the sky.

Sure enough, I saw Xing Lei again, faintly surging among the clouds.

This day, God also had a grudge with the two of them for eight lifetimes, and if there was nothing to do, he would send a few lightning bolts to strike them.

But this time he didn't lower down, as if he was watching, but also as if he was intimidated, watching Ji Pei leave without fear.

Looking at the unruly head raised high.

Xuan Qingzi also looked at Xing Lei who was gradually disappearing in the sky, and frowned slightly.

"I will protect you."

Hearing these words, Ji Pei's eyes sparkled, "I hear these words familiar."

Presumably Xuan Chen once said so.

Unclear emotions flashed beneath Xuan Qingzi, but he didn't say anything.

Ji Pei turned around suddenly, looked Xuan Qingzi up and down, and scraped his chin with his fingers.

"I just said something was missing."

"..."

"How can the person who wants to protect me not have a sword?"

But his master's nameless sword has been broken, how can there be a better sword to match Shangxuan Qingzi.

"..."

Xuan Qingzi looked at the person pondering carefully in front of him, and stated.

"There is no one in this world who is my opponent."

Ji Pei doesn't listen to him.

"You cultivator, why are you crazier than me."

"..."

Xuan Qingzi frowned even deeper, and said from another angle that he didn't need to be like this.

"I have a sword."

"You have a sword, but that one is broken and you need a new sword."

"The sword I'm talking about is not named nameless."

"His name is Pomo." Xuan Qingzi said lightly.

The Devil-Breaking Sword is the natal magic sword that accompanied Xuan Qingzi during the ancient wars.

After defeating the Heavenly Demon, Xuan Qingzi felt that he no longer needed to pick up the sword, so he canceled the contract with the sword and left it to the Xuan family.

The thoughts in Ji Pei's mind suddenly became a little chaotic.

"The sword you mentioned. Is it pure white?"

Xuan Qingzi looked at him with doubts in his eyes.

But Ji Pei didn't know how he knew it. He seemed to have had several dreams, but he only remembered the clearest one.

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Yueshazong

"He's awake."

The man in a luxurious white robe stood up, his long snow-white hair fell on his shoulders, making the originally gentle silhouette look a bit evil, but his eyes were rare and soft.

If he didn't wake up again, he might have to attack the demon and snatch him back to Yuesha.There was darkness in Shi Qian's eyes.

There were countless spies from Yuesha, and they got the news as soon as Ji Pei was unconscious.

However, when Shiqian returned to Yuesha for the first time, he was entangled in a lot of trivial matters, so he couldn't go to the demon himself.

"Young Suzerain, I wonder if we can arrange the succession ceremony?"

"Not busy. He finally woke up, I want to give him a gift. The old suzerain is dead, and for Yuesha, it's not too late for me to inherit that position."

"Young Sovereign, is it the news I was thinking of?"

Yuesha was sweating.

They spent so much effort to find it, who leaked the news that the key was in Fang's house, and just gave it away?

When did their intelligence department send information, didn't they all use the information to blackmail others?

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