Quickly transcend when indifference is attacked by scum

Quiet……

This was Wen An's first feeling after waking up. The strong drowsiness pulled him, as if a huge stone weighing a thousand catties was falling on his eyelids, tempting people to sink into a sweet dream.

After finally getting out of the sleep trap, he discovered again that the pressure around him had almost increased several times, and he had to exert countless times more effort than before to move slightly.

what happened?

Why not return to the real world after this death?Could it be that the mission failed?

Thinking of this possibility, he felt chills all over his body, but then he calmed down. According to the regulations at the beginning, if he really failed, he would face obliteration directly. Now, at least he still has consciousness.So now, where is this place?

He turned his head and looked around with difficulty, even if there were strands of white mist floating out from nowhere, dressing up the whole world like a fairyland, but to him, it was full of emptiness, and he didn't know where to go Let's go, he thinks he needs someone to tell him the direction, but what about Xi Jing?

He was not used to this habit of looking for someone, but he had to admit that he had to learn about this mysterious world through Xi Jing.

With this thought, he suddenly found that the fog in front of him seemed to have dispersed a little bit, as if it was deliberately guiding him in a certain direction.He hesitated for a moment, looked as far as he could, and vaguely saw something at the bottom of this passage, which seemed to be standing there motionless, his heart jumped suddenly, and an inexplicable feeling told him that that It's Xi Jing.

He didn't care about those anymore, and his instinct told him: Hurry up, hurry up!

He immediately focused on moving his hands and feet. Fortunately, although this space looked empty and under great pressure, it was actually like moving on the moon. Every step could cover a distance of several meters. Therefore, even if the two people The distance is very far, but Wen An doesn't feel very tired.

Sweat slowly dripped out, Wen An didn't have time and didn't bother to wipe it off, he had already seen what happened to Xi Jing, and couldn't help feeling worried.

Xi Jing was floating on his back, seemingly in a deep sleep, with a faint smile on his mouth, but from his curved mouth, from his closed eyes, from his slightly fluttering nose and a From the ears of the water-blue diamond earrings, the same fog as in the space kept coming out. This weird and frightening scene made Wen An, who was getting closer and closer, feel uneasy almost instantly.

It's absolutely impossible to go on like this, he doesn't know why he thinks this way, but the haste and strong worry from the bottom of his heart make him stop hesitating, directly use up his last bit of strength, and ruthlessly pounce on even a little bit of reaction. No seats.

The moment Wen An's fingers touched Xi Jing's skin, a white light that seemed to pierce people's eyes suddenly burst out. Wen An couldn't control his eyes with the other hand, but saw the speed of light in the gap between his arms. The recovered white mist and the constantly oscillating space...

What exactly is going on? !

A pair of strong arms suddenly surrounded the back of his waist. The light wheat color, slightly bulging muscles, and the obvious sense of strength made Wen An stunned. The scorching and frenzied lips, before he could push them away, they simply crushed and bit fiercely. It seemed that they wanted to swallow his whole body with enthusiasm, which made Wen An unable to help but panic. He probably already guessed it. Who is this daredevil.

Also, in this space, who else is there besides him?However, Wen An couldn't feel a trace of disgust and rejection in his heart. That emotion seemed more like the relief after knowing that the person in front of him was fine!

Wen An's complexion gradually turned bright red, as if it was dyed by ink, and it was dyed to the corners of his eyes little by little. His eyes were blurred and extremely charming. He even began to unconsciously chase another wet lip...

Low laughter rang in his ears, and Wen An regained his sanity. His face flushed instantly, and he was ashamed to see others.

Xi Jing looked at the man whose chain bones were covered with thin red, his eyes suddenly became deeper, he suppressed the untimely excitement in his heart, and gently stroked Wen An's head, with his hands still Trembling slightly, but extremely gentle, fortunately, there was his Xiaoan, who saved him before the last moment.

Thinking of this, his complexion changed drastically, and finally it was fixed as hatred ready to move. How dare those gang of people plot against him like this, it's really good, good!

"Xiao'an, I'm the one who dragged you down this time. I don't have time to say too much. You just need to know that in the next world, you must find me, and you must trust me! Only in this way can we have a chance of survival. In the end Xiao An, remember, I love you." Seeing the impending collapse, Xi Jing gently kissed Wen An's hair, hugged him tightly, and said with a sigh.

Before Wen An could react, the back of his neck felt a pain, and he lost consciousness unwillingly.

Xi Jing looked at the person in his arms with tender eyes, ignoring the collapse that was about to rush to his eyes and flaring his teeth and claws. With just one thought, he disappeared into this terrifyingly quiet space. At that moment, the whole space evaporated like the sun in an instant. Drops of water, without a trace...

When Wen An woke up again, he realized that the world had changed again. The current house was old-fashioned, but also extremely simple and luxurious. Except for the agarwood bed under him, there was a small table next to the bed. The steaming teapot and several teacups placed in a patchwork pattern are all made of exquisite bone china. With just one glance, the unique whiteness and warmth are deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.Not far away is a screen, embroidered with mountains, flowing water, and graceful ink bamboos. It is majestic and majestic.

Wen An stood up and rubbed the space between his brows tiredly. What happened before?The space is more mysterious and unpredictable than before, the scene seems to be a different person, and that...

He pressed his mouth suddenly, a rare blush appeared on his face, he was a little flustered, ever since Xi Jing's feelings in the last world were broken, he felt that he was in a strange state, and some complained that he was like Like an idiot, his emotional intelligence is so low that he can't even see the strangeness of the scene, but in a certain corner of his heart, there is some unknown excitement, even joy...

After sitting there for a long time, Wen An dragged his wandering thoughts back to reality.He didn't quite understand the meaning of Xi Jing's last words, find him?Is it possible that two people in this world are going to separate?Believe in him, not to mention this point, where does he need to emphasize it?

A subtle discomfort popped up in his heart, and he tried to call Xi Jing, but as expected, there was no response, nothing, the two of them were indeed separated.

He pursed his lips, suppressed the irritability in his heart, decided not to think about it anymore, and quietly waited for the memory to go back this time.

However, he was shocked again, this time there was no pain at all, and the memory was poured in silently, just when he thought about it, a big thorn appeared in his mind.

This is a world of cultivating immortals, and the levels are also divided into acquired and innate, but after the day after tomorrow, the Big Dipper is used as the level, Tianshu-Tianxuan-Tianji-Tianquan-Yuheng-Kaiyang-Yaoguang, each level is different. Divided into nine levels, the shell is still Wen An, the young master of the Wen family in the secular world, one of the three major priests of the Yunhai Sect, and the only one hundred strong sun-opening mirrors in the Xuanxuan Continent, who has been retreating in the Yunhai Sect's secret ground for thousands of years.

The Wen family is a powerful family that has been passed down for a long time in the Xuanxuan Continent. It is blessed by countless great powers and has great power. The eldest son, Wen An, is born noble and talented. After entering the fifth class of Tianji, he was directly sucked into the first sect in the Xuanxuan Continent—the Yunhai Sect, and became the youngest elder in the sect, directly in charge of Shichuan Peak, one of the main peaks of the ten veins.

But Kezi is obviously a cultivator, and he doesn't care about the affairs of his main peak at all, making Shichuan Peak, which was originally beautiful and rich in resources, almost become a weedy and unkempt mountain. Abandon it and choose another peak, and then vicious circle, the fewer people, the worse the environment, the fewer people...

During the 500 years of mixed cultivation and experience, Kezi broke through the Kaiyang realm calmly, and was officially promoted as the youngest enshrinement of Yunhaizong. He was high above, Shichuan Peak was originally deserted and deserted, but at that time it was full of people. It was as noisy as a vegetable market, and in the end, the shell was unbearable. With a wave of his sleeves, everyone was kicked out, and the sound transmission said bluntly: "In the future, only my own disciples can enter Shichuan." Everyone died down.

Afterwards, Kezi retreated again, not taking the headmaster's teachings to him at all, and even thought that the "Three Calendars of Love Tribulation" said by the headmaster was all to make him take Yun Haizong more seriously, so he forgot It's so far away that Wen An is now taking advantage of him.

Wen An was silent. He never expected to experience a world of cultivating immortals. Since the people of China, there has never been a person who does not listen to myths and stories. He always has a feeling of awe and longing for those great powers who go to heaven and earth and move mountains and seas. But now, he has become a lucky one, and it is also miraculous to face how the gods are created.

Wen An's novel perception of the internal breath in the meridians is like a perpetual motion machine, and he can't help imitating the shell and pointing at it as a sword, inertially urging a trace of internal breath, swipe lightly, and in an instant, Wen An's eyes are sharp and his feet are quick Taking a step forward, he watched helplessly that the house, which was said to be made of rare materials in the cultivation world, was extremely strong, equivalent to one and a half magic weapons, and was split into two neatly from the middle like soft tofu, with a bang. It fell, throwing out a cloud of dust.

The corner of Wen An's mouth twitched slightly, and he squeezed his index finger carefully. He never thought that the inner breath, which was not much longer than a strand of hair, could produce such a terrifying effect. This was also the first time he could not Successfully mastering the ability inside the shell is indeed the world of cultivating immortals. In the future, more worlds will be devoted to force training, so as not to be exposed.

Wen An sighed, but soon, he had no time to think about these issues. In his vast and boundless perception, countless people, near or far, were rushing here at a crazy speed. It's a very clear worried face...

Well, the first identity test in the world of cultivating immortals is coming.