Only my golden finger has bugs in the world

Si Yan's words are really weird,? Coupled with his abnormal behavior of suddenly crushing the Qiyaoling, it is undoubtedly a signal at this time and place.

A possibility flashed through everyone's minds. The previous relaxation was completely gone, and their minds were tense as if they were facing an enemy.

Tu Shuyun had been prepared for a long time and had the quickest reaction. His real name, Bi Luoser, appeared in his hand immediately. He aimed at Si Yan as if facing a big enemy. He noticed her movements. Except for the people of Tianyuanzong and Si Yan Apart from Xiao Renyu, who was somewhat friendly, the other monks present also reacted, or they followed suit subconsciously, taking out weapons, knives, swords, and other strange things to face he.

Everyone looked at him, his body was stiff, and his expression was about to freeze.

——It turns out that he is the one who is said to be the hope of salvation by the master of divine calculation.

I can't tell whether it's a pity or a joyful emotion circulating in my chest. I'm just surprised for a moment, and I feel it should be taken for granted.

After all, it is definitely not an ordinary monk who can take on the responsibility of saving the world's life.And Zhong Fanqing can be called a genius who is hard to come by in a thousand years. He has extraordinary aptitude, luck against the sky, and resources. Recently, he has accumulated a lot of money. He is far ahead of the younger generation and broke through to the distraction stage in one fell swoop. There is no one more suitable than him.

But seeing Si Yan slowly raised his head, a smile of unknown meaning appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Below him, a ghostly fire rising from the darkness was burning.Countless and complicated magic lines appeared wantonly on that perfectly slender body as if manipulated by an invisible pen. Countless strange lines spread across his exposed skin like tattoos.

The original deep and distant ink pupils were occupied by bright red, but the right eye was a bright golden color spinning and blooming in the eyes.One half of his face is still as clear and clear as silver snow on a high mountain, while the other half of his face is traced by a dark red color even at the end of his eyes. endlessly.

His blood-red pupils moved slightly, and the person he was staring at almost lost his grip on his sword under his astonishing aura.

The red marks at the corners of the eyes stretched wantonly, giving rise to an astonishingly gorgeous color, and compared to this color, what can't be ignored is the unique evil aura of the demons.

He is even more beautiful than before, the beauty is almost holy, and there is a tantalizing evil in it. The boundary between the sacred and the evil is clearly defined on him, but the fusion is incomparably harmonious.

The scene was silent for a while, and there was still an unrestrained person on the right path who stood up, but he didn't know whether it was to cover up his guilt or to seek something, and he took the lead in speaking to Si Yan, trying to kidnap him with morality and force him to submit.

"You...you have fallen into a demon, Zhong Fanqing, do you want to be an enemy of all righteous monks in the world?"

"You are treasonous, you are going to betray the righteous way. Do you really want to watch the entire cultivation world become a funeral object of the world, and watch the world be destroyed?"

"Everything we do is for the future of the cultivation world, for the common people of the world..."

Si Yan turned his head, his blood-red eyes stared straight at the crowd, his cold air was overwhelming, his murderous intent was overwhelming, as if a god looked at mortals as ants from above, and he also had the cruelty and bloodthirsty of a demon.

He put his index finger in front of his lips, with an inexplicable smile still on his lips, and said softly in a hoarse and cold voice, "Shh, don't make a sound." It was very noisy, and he didn't like to hear it.

This action made everyone take a step back subconsciously, their voices stopped abruptly, and they didn't dare to say anything.

But Si Yan's figure flashed, and the next second he appeared in a corner of the field. He grabbed a male disciple by the neck with his right hand, and pressed him directly on the table. This handsome blue-clothed boy who was covered in filth looked extremely embarrassed.

Even though he is doing such a cruel thing, he has a kind of leisurely walk in the garden, and shows a sharp indifference, as if the bone marrow contains the frozen snow on the top of the snow mountain that has not melted for thousands of years, or like A cold sword born out of the abyss.

This low-key male disciple sitting at the end of the long table is named Bian Hexuan. His cultivation is only at the foundation stage, his appearance is handsome and elegant, but his sense of presence is surprisingly low. Will not notice the existence of this person.Just now at the banquet, he was ignored by everyone. He didn't say a word during the whole process, and he didn't talk to others.

Apart from this weird sense of presence, his status is not low.

Bian Hexuan is one of the direct disciples of the lord of Zixiao Palace, and also the only male disciple who was accepted by Zixiao Palace as an exception.

Seeing that her disciple was in danger of life and death, Tu Suyun was the most anxious among the people present, the spiritual power in her body was already messed up.

Because Bian Hexuan is the child left by her dead elder sister, the elder sister treated her very well during her lifetime, and it is not an exaggeration to say that she was like a sister like a mother, so on weekdays, she cherishes this smart and sensible little girl who is not very qualified. Disciple, she has no children, so she treats him as her own.

Tu Suyun's face was ashen, and he didn't care about maintaining his demeanor, and his voice was unprecedentedly sharp, "Zhu Zi, dare you!"

She plucked the zither string with ten fingers, and the magic weapon in her hand, the blue zither, was extremely gorgeous. The zither sound was originally clear and peaceful, but the melody was majestic and violent, condensing into thousands of sword shadows, flying and circling in front of her.

In the later stage, her face turned pale, her fingers were weak, and there was only one layer of spiritual power left in her body. Even playing this killing sword array was very exhausting for her, but if she could seriously injure him and save Xuan'er, everything would be worth it .

"Go!" Thousands of sword shadows glowing with cold light, densely packed, with astonishing momentum, killing intent, it makes one's scalp tingle.The others thought secretly that it was indeed the unique skill that the Master of Zixiao Palace was famous for. Even if Si Yan was in the distraction stage, he was not experienced enough, and even if he didn't die, he would have to peel off his skin.

But the densely packed sword shadows were not even close to Si Yan's body. A black hole-like vortex suddenly appeared in midair, involving all the sword shadows, and then appeared, as if swallowed by some giant beast, faintly still A crisp hiccup was heard.

"How is it possible?" Tu Suyun's eyes widened in a gaffe, but the Master didn't even look at her.

With a bruised neck and a pale face, Bian Hexuan coughed and said intermittently, with a trace of malicious intent on his lips, "You really recognized me." There was no worry of falling into the situation of life and death at all.

He leaned forward, leaned close to his ear, and exhaled softly, "Then guess who will win this time, us." The malice in the words was not concealed.

Before he could finish speaking, Si Yan crushed him. Without any hesitation, he turned a living person into ashes under his hands. His eyes were full of indifference, and he even used the cleansing method carelessly. Fajue.

Si Yan knew that this was just an incarnation of the Dao of Heaven, and even this identity was probably fabricated out of thin air.It's just playing a role in fueling the flames, or provoking him openly.

——The real confrontation has just begun.

After killing Bian Hexuan, Zixiao Palace, who completely hated him, will hunt him down with all his strength.

"Let's go!" The divine machine turned into a sword and flew into Si Yan's hands. His heart moved at will, and the cold light was awe-inspiring. A huge hole was cut in the trapping fairy formation that originally enveloped the crowd.

When the power reaches a certain level, there is no need for any skills, and the direct brute force breaks through everything. Even the formation that can trap even immortals is no match for the power of his sword.

This is the first time that Si Yan has used his power without any concealment in this world.

And when everyone looked at Si Yan who tore open the space and left decisively, after being dazed, they didn't know what to do next.

Qi Jing put his hands behind his back, and in a very serious tone, made a very solemn conclusion, "Zhong Fanqing's cultivation is definitely beyond the distraction period."

"The island owner said that he is now in the integration period."

"No, it's far more than that." Even though this is the improved Trapping Immortal Formation, which is not as powerful as the original version, it is not something a distracted cultivator can break through.Facing the domineering force can suppress all swordsmanship and sword intent in the world, even he can't subconsciously have the idea of ​​​​resisting, it's far worse, it really is a heavenly evildoer, but it's a pity...

"Then what do we do next?"

"What more do I need to say?" Not only did Tu Suyun hate Si Yan deeply at the moment, but the people in Zixiao Palace also had a very bad expression.

Qi Jing glanced at the expression of Lu Zhaoyang, head of Tianyuanzong, without any trace, "At the time of life and death in the world of cultivating immortals, Zhong Fanqing fell into the devil and betrayed the righteous way. He is already a sinner in our generation. The highest arrest warrant is issued. Immediately notify everyone, and then use the power of the whole world to bring him back."

"Zhong Fanqing's cultivation is so advanced that no one among us will be able to match him. This matter must not be rushed, but should be done slowly. The most urgent thing is to find the destined son who is said by the disciples of the divine fortune-telling sect, and maybe find a way to save the world."

Cultivation has no time, and a hundred years has passed by in a flash.Because the catastrophe that will come at any time and the cut-off road to immortality have become a sharp sword hanging over the entire world of cultivating immortals. All monks are desperately improving their cultivation bases, just to have a chance to survive .

The only good news is that Xiao Ci, who became the destined son, brought Jianmu seeds.

Jianmu is born in the world, a hundred feet high, and the gods are destined to go to the sky.Ancient records: "Jianmu is located in Duguang, where the emperors go up and down. There is no scenery in the middle of the day, and there is no sound when shouting, covering the sky and the earth."

The Jianmu seeds in Xiao Ci's hands were obtained in an ancient secret place. It is rumored that once the Jianmu grows, the passage inside will lead directly to the Nine Heavens, and it is also the key material for recasting the road to immortality.

It's just that the spiritual power in the world of cultivating immortals is getting thinner and thinner, and it is far less abundant than before. Jianmu's growth rate is very slow, so a large number of spiritual plants, spiritual stones and other things rich in spiritual energy can only be piled up around Jianmu. Supplement aura and accelerate its growth rate.

Over the past hundred years, they have spent a lot of financial resources and energy, almost emptying out the warehouses of various sects, and barely allowed Jianmu to enter the mature stage.

But Jianmu is still short of an introduction that can make it fully mature. Without this crucial link, Jianmu cannot become a real road to immortality.

And this medicine primer happened to be on Zhong Fanqing, who had betrayed the righteous way for hundreds of years and had nowhere to be found. It was rumored that he had defected to the demon world.Once the news of his falling into the devil was announced, how many people admired and worshiped him before, but now how many people are looking forward to it day by day, wishing that he would die immediately.

Today, Lu Zhaoyang, head of Tianyuanzong, retreats all year round, and basically doesn't care about his affairs. All matters large and small in the sect are left to the disciples of the sect and the masters of the peaks to take charge, and he has the intention of abdicating.

Because there is a fallen demon who rebels against the sect, the world of cultivating immortals has always been on guard against Xiao Ci, and he always feels that he will follow Zhong Fanqing's rebellion one day, so his situation in Tianyuanzong will suddenly change. Become embarrassing.Later, it was Yaoge, the master of the divine fortune-telling sect, who came forward for him and revealed the identity of his destined son.

Later, Xiao Ci found the seed of Jianmu and obtained the inheritance of the ancient alchemy. Coupled with the constant adventures, he broke through from the late stage of foundation establishment to the late stage of Yuanying in just a hundred years, and his reputation in the world of cultivating immortals is getting higher and higher.Everyone is sure that he will become the next leader of the righteous way, and also the magic needle for them to survive the catastrophe.

No one can compete with the Destined Son, this is an instruction from heaven.

Xiao Ci still lives in the side hall of Hanpo Peak. Compared with other main peaks of Tianyuan Sect's inner sect, this place is really not suitable for ordinary monks to practice. The terrain is steep and shrouded in ice all year round. It's not the best, but it's very clean.

On the Cold Soul Peak, Xiao Ci wore a green cassock, his appearance was as bright as a spring flower, he was extremely beautiful, even more delicate and refined than a woman, he comforted his agitated body, and felt the chubby flesh coming from his hands The exuberant breath of life and the joy and closeness expressed to him, the eyes are indescribably complicated.

——Who would have thought that when he accepted the inheritance of Danxian, a part of his body blocked the fatal blow for him, and later turned into the original shape and was stolen by someone, and there was a thief's child.

Where is he going to find a father for his baby?

The author has something to say: I really want to write Zai Zai articles, and I also love food articles.

New article pre-received for collection:

【"I'm Really Not Human"】

#I am not a human, but you are a real dog#

#Even non-human beings should live well#

After waking up from a deep sleep in the universe, he was trapped in a mysterious space. In order to get out of the predicament, Si Yan could only go to the Three Thousand Worlds to understand the deeper laws of time and space.

But Su, why is this artifact, which claims to be able to travel freely in the three thousand worlds, so half-baked?

To sum it up in one sentence, I am not a human being in every world, how can I survive with difficulty and sadness.

Every time I wake up, I am at the moment of life and death.

The Zhan Wu Zang Zombie who was stabbed in the chest by the hero;

Weak and coquettish, lustful ghosts;

By coincidence, the four-leaf clover who has cultivated for thousands of years has become refined;

A natural elf who accidentally wandered into the modern age.

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Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: Wanhua? 5 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!