After I died, I soared

Shen Jiming forced a smile and said: "Shenjun, there is a saying in our mortal world that a gentleman uses his mouth but not his hands. I am new here and I don't know the rules. If there is any mistake, you can just say it. Fighting is too reckless and not a gentleman. "

"It won't hurt you until you click it. Besides, it's still unknown which of us will hurt who."

"No, no, no need, the god is wise and powerful, I must not be able to defeat him. God, please do me a favor, I—"

Xi Ling's eyes froze, he drew his sword and jumped up, the huge Pan Gu sword was like a delicate wolf's hair in his hand, he swung it as he wanted, without looking bulky at all, and charged straight at him.No matter how many battles Shen Jiming had experienced in the past, he had never fought against a god, so he was flustered for a while, forgot all the skills and valves, and instinctively countered with a sword.All of a sudden, the two sword blades burst out with dazzling silver light, and the noise of clanging was endless.

Xi Ling said: "Not bad."

His sword was unexpected, although he didn't use his spiritual power, it can be said that the speed and strength are excellent.As far as this move is concerned, there are few people in the world who will face it head-on, and Shen Jiming is one of them.Maybe it was because of the experience of crawling and rolling on the tip of the knife, Shen Jiming's premonition was very accurate, Xiling didn't hesitate, after the first move was blocked, he immediately turned the edge of the sword, pressing every step of the way, all because of Shen Jiming Block them one by one.

The two fought very cleanly and without procrastination. In the blink of an eye, there were dozens of rounds.Jiuchongtian is used to being quiet, it has never been so lively before.At first, Xi Ling just wanted to judge Shen Jiming's skills, but after the fight, he felt so excited that he couldn't hold back for a while.And although Shen Jiming consciously kept himself low in the sky, he was born as a soldier, even though he knew that there was a huge difference in strength between him and Xi Ling, he couldn't suppress the desire to win in his bones.Xi Ling's sword style was fierce, Shen Jiming's body was agile, and the two had an inseparable fight without using their spiritual power.

The Pangu sword slashed across Shen Jiming's hair, and several strands of black hair were cut off, finally, there was a sign of the outcome of this sparring.

Seeing this, Xiling was about to stop.

Shen Jiming was terribly frightened by the Pangu sword, even though he knew in his heart that Xi Ling would not really hurt him, but the Pangu sword was extremely powerful, and when it passed by against Shen Jiming's face, he could clearly sense death the taste of.Shen Jiming is a person who died once, this feeling is not unfamiliar, the instinct to survive forced him to subconsciously reveal the killing intent.

He dodged the sword with his waist in his back, turned his head and swung his legs high.

This is Shen Jiming's unique killer move, with ferocious tricks and extremely lethal power.In the past, he couldn't see, and many people underestimated the enemy because of this, but they were seized by the opportunity and kicked to break their skulls. This is the reason why Shen Jiming would rather feel uncomfortable than wear hard boots.

Shen Jiming came back to his senses, secretly screaming that it was not good.

It was just a sparring session, and as far as the agreement was made, Xi Ling didn't really hurt him.He was dripping with cold sweat. If this kick hit the target, the consequences would be unimaginable. It's not that he underestimated Xi Ling's strength. It's because this move was too easy to catch people off guard, and too few people could be prevented.

"God be careful of me!"

boom--

Shen Jiming was still in shock, staring blankly at his captured calf.

Xi Ling easily blocked it with only his left hand.

Originally, the words of apology stuck in his throat: "No...you are indeed worthy of being a god." Shen Jiming said awkwardly.

"what."

"Just now, Shenjun defended very well. Dare I ask Shenjun, how can I judge my moves?"

Xi Ling was silent for a moment, then said, "It's due to inertia."

Shen Jiming didn't think too much about it, he only thought that this inertia was tempered by Ji Ye Shenjun after many battles, and besides, Xi Ling was the number one God of War in ancient times, so it was normal to block his attack.He slowed down and hurriedly borrowed the slope to get off the donkey, begging for mercy, he and other mortals really couldn't stand an opponent like Xi Ling.

As everyone knows, compared to Shen Jiming, Xi Ling's mind was shaken even more.

With all the secrets, Shen Jiming's move was surprisingly subtle, Xi Ling was completely defenseless and almost fell for it.Xi Ling lowered his eyes and stared at his fingertips, he seemed to know Shen Jiming's martial arts routines very well, every move and style was very clear.If he calmed down and recalled the process of the sparring, he would be able to dismantle all the moves Shen Jiming played.According to common sense, this is absolutely impossible.

Only those who are extremely close to Shen Jiming and have painstakingly studied Shen Jiming as the subject can do it.He and Shen Jiming have never known each other before, how could he do it.

He blocked that leg as naturally as eating and drinking, and it was entirely out of his body's reaction.

Xi Ling suddenly said: "Shen Jiming."

Shen Jiming: "Huh?"

"Have you ever known me before?"

"..."

"Did I ever know you?"

"...?"

Seeing Shen Jiming's puzzled face, Xi Ling continued, "I seem to be very familiar with your skills, but I don't know you."

Shen Jiming was even more surprised: "This kind of thing is mutual. Since the god doesn't recognize me, I naturally won't recognize the god."

"It's different," Xi Ling said in a deep voice, "I don't have any memory of the time when I went down to the mortal world, maybe you and I have known each other when we were in the mortal world."

Shen Jiming: "..."

and many more.

"Shenjun, you have no memory of when you descended to the mortal world!?"

"Ah."

Shen Jiming originally planned to get acquainted with Xiling better, and then he would have the courage to ask, what did Xiling go through when he descended to the mortal world, and why such a good calamity would hit him on the head, in the current situation, even if he really asked Xi Ling would probably just say: "I still want to ask you, why did my God Tribulation go to you?"

"You really don't know me?"

Shen Jiming also didn't know whether the personality and appearance of the gods would change after he came down to earth, after all, he was blind, even if Xi Ling himself walked in front of him once, he would not be able to recognize him.Judging by his personality, he had never met a person as cold as Xi Ling before his ascension. In the world, unless it was the emperor himself, which commoner with ordinary hair could have such a big air as Xi Ling?

Shen Jiming shook his head: "If my memory is correct, I did not know the incarnation of the god in the mortal world before my ascension."

Xi Ling believed that the two of them had known each other before, and said: "Among the people you know, is there anyone whose family was ruined and whose life was a homeless one, but then turned around and died unexpectedly?"

What is this and what...

Lord Ji Ye spoke in a polite manner, and Shen Jiming roughly translated it. Xi Ling was asking him if he knew someone who was supposed to die but didn't die, not only did he not die, but he lived a pretty good life.

Although he didn't know why Jiye Shenjun speculated about his life as a mortal, Shen Jiming had to say that he really knew such a person.

Who else?Li Longcheng.

Li Longcheng was ordered to die by the first emperor just after he was full moon, but he didn't die. When he was ten years old, his whole family was almost slaughtered by Shen's family, but he still didn't die.Shen Jiming had no face to say that Li Longcheng's encounter with him was a lucky moment, but Li Longcheng wandered on the line of life and death several times, after all, he lived a dignified life, and maybe his name will go down in history.In a sense, Li Longcheng's life really fits what Xiling said.

And Li Longcheng and Xi Ling are two completely different people, and they can't get along at all.

Thinking of this, Shen Jiming changed into a questioning tone: "Since Shenjun so determined that he and I have crossed paths, does Shenjun have any impression of the name Li Longcheng?"

It was rare for Xi Ling to have a strange expression.

"Is this person my identity when I came down to earth?"

There was a big misunderstanding, and Shen Jiming waved his hands again and again: "No, no, that must not be the case. It's just that I guessed that he might have been doomed because of the god, and he was broken by me later, so he couldn't meet the god. But it's me I guessed it myself, so I can't count it. Doesn't God remember this name?"

"I only hear you mention it occasionally."

A blind prince, a god who doesn't remember anything, racked his brains and couldn't figure out this mess, so he had to give up.As expected, Xiling was busy with official duties, and there were already a lot of files on the desk, so it took time to deal with them.Shen Jiming couldn't read, so he couldn't help, so he could only do what he could, such as helping Xiling feed the fox.

While feeding, he said to himself: "The emperor doesn't remember anything, so how can I return the seat of the Nine Heavens True God to others?"

The nine-tailed fox was full, rolled comfortably on Shen Jiming's knees, and nibbled on his fingers like grinding teeth.Shen Mingming was curious and amused, and said, "Be honest, did you change the Samoyed I raised before?"

The fox swept his tail impatiently across his face.

"I think it's you, a lazy guy."

Master Nine-Tailed Fox was not happy with what was said, and bit a row of teeth marks on Shen Jiming's hand. As a result, Shen Jiming threw the skin of the back of his neck out of the door and punished him without snacks for a day.

Days passed with nothing to do.

Xi Ling finally finished the work in hand and was happy to take a short vacation.Early in the morning, he woke up Shen Jiming and asked him to go to Xinglin Hall with him.

The god has an order, and Shen Jiming is obliged to do so, but the name Xinglintang is unusual.Xinglin, Yu Xinglin Chunman, mostly praises medical skills.Xinglintang sounded like the name of a medical clinic, so he asked: "The god has been tired for a few days and is sick?"

As a god of war, Jiye Shenjun has a very good physique, so naturally he won't get sick because of such a trivial matter.And Xi Ling didn't deny it: "After returning from the calamity, something went wrong with my body."

This is true, I have never heard of any immortal Li Jie who can lose his memory to Li.

"So much more than that."

"Hey?"

Xi Ling didn't say any more, he told Shen Jiming the formula and ordered him to call out the portal.

The scene behind the portal really deserves the name of Xinglintang, and Shen Jiming's eyes light up when he sees it.Large tracts of pink and white apricot flowers compete for beauty, and the forest covers a total of tens of miles. There is a bamboo house in the apricot forest, with beautiful scenery and winding paths leading to secluded places.Such beautiful scenery can't help but remind Shen Jiming of the wish he made when he was young and ignorant.He has loved plums since he was a child, and there is no other reason. A blind man observes the world with his sense of touch. In the bare area in winter, only the cold plums in the snow still have a trace of life.He wanted a grove of plum blossoms, where his mother and concubine lived in the forest every day, not caring about world affairs and other things, just playing the piano and singing.

Until I grow up and understand the truth, I know that no one can be alone in life, and the mood when I made the wish at the beginning has long faded with the growth of age.

It seems that life is hard work, and the land of peach blossoms is only described by literati. On the contrary, gods are much more relaxed.

An old man with white hair stepped out of the bamboo house, his robes dragged the floor, and his steps were slow: "Shenjun Jiye, Shenjun Hanche, I have been waiting for you two for a long time."

The author has something to say:

Xiling: What kind of person is the Li Longcheng you speak of?

I don't know that this is the God Lord Han Che who sent the proposition: It's a long story, but in short, it's a little bastard.

Xiling: That's right.