This seat has been reborn as a rebel of Xianzun

Feng Wujing opened his eyes and looked at the empty house in front of him.

The decoration of the house is clean and natural, it looks like a room in some fairyland - yes, it is indeed not Gu Langqing's room, but his former residence on the fairy mountain.

He was in a trance for a moment, lowered his eyes, and looked at the "Lord in the Clouds" in Yuan Yin's hand with some ecstasy.

The man in the painting is tall and slender, with a refined temperament.

What is even more shocking is that the man in this painting looks exactly like the master he just recalled.

No wonder it looks familiar.

He raised his eyes to look at Gu Langqing, and when his eyes met, Gu Langqing seemed to want to say something.

But it was all interrupted by the voice of the evil god.

The man's voice was low and hoarse, his words were emotionless, and a black shadow floated in the air, speaking condescendingly.

"Master Mozun, helping you retrieve your memory is just a small part of the purpose of my trip, you are welcome. I just hope you don't interfere with my next mission, otherwise Lord Cthulhu will blame me."

Feng Wujing frowned and didn't answer, he was trying to figure out the reason of the matter in his mind, but at this moment, his mind was full of Master's blood.

Memories flooded into his mind one after another, Feng Wujing only felt a splitting headache.

Gu Langqing paused every word, but his voice was dry: "Who are you?"

"I, literally, you call me the evil god. Yes, I do retain the memory of the evil god."

The black shadow floated in the air, giggling twice.

"As for the evil gods—"

Feng Wujing raised his head, his eyes were filled with bloodstains, the tip of his tongue reached his jaw, he clenched the crown of his teeth, almost losing his mind.

"The way of heaven is the most fair. Anyone who disobeys the way of heaven will not end well. Gu Langqing, you should understand this best."

The black shadow paused, as if rubbing his knuckles, and after a while, he resumed his business-like speaking speed.

"If you disobey the way of heaven, you will withdraw your fortune if you are small, and suffer retribution under the framework of fate."

"As for the big one like Gu Xianzun... it can only be solved by Tiandao himself."

"This so-called evil god just disobeyed the way of heaven and ruled the two worlds by one person, violating the rules of the six worlds. The way of heaven came down here and banned his body. Now, Gu Xianzun, you should also accept what you should have done." I am only here to bring back the wrong things that Gu Xianzun did. Lord Mozun should not have died, but reviving and amnesia is even more nonsense. To help you recover your memory, you don’t have to be influenced by Tiangan Xianzun again. .Now, you can leave here."

The black shadow waved his hand towards Feng Wujing, Mozun's eyes went dark, then he became dizzy, and when he opened his eyes again, he went to another place——

Su Fenggu looked at Feng Wujing with obvious surprise on his face: "You're back!"

The demon world is still full of blood-colored red lotuses, and the grottoes are glowing with a deep red light. Under the throne, Su Fenggu sits at the tea table... drinking tea while wiping the tea set.

Feng Wujing had a severe headache, he rubbed his sore temples, his brows were sore, the man half bent over, opened his eyelids and looked around coldly, the corners of his lips were drawn down, his expression was very bad.

Yu Yin also came back with him.

Looking at Feng Wujing's gloomy face, Yu Yin took a breath, he hadn't seen such a look on Mozun's face for a long time.

With such violence, killing intent was written all over his face, even though Feng Wujing was usually moody, he would not lose his sense of proportion.Now, Lord Mozun looks like he can kill a person from the evil god world, even the self-proclaimed "Heavenly Dao".

Yu Yin didn't dare to say more, subconsciously turned around to look for Shen Xu, but found nothing.

He was taken aback, but he didn't dare to express it. Feng Wujing's voice was hoarse, and he said to Su Feng, "Order to crusade against the evil spirit world."

-

He saw it all.

Gu Langqing has seen Feng Wujing's childhood, youth, everything he experienced.

Everyone left, only Gu Langqing was left.

He has the physique of a fairy, and he has the physique of a demon. Since childhood, the Heavenly Stem Immortal has wanted the wind to meet the wind and the rain to meet the rain. There is nothing in the world that Gu Langqing can't do.

But what about sealless?Gu Langqing couldn't imagine his past.

Feng Wujing had never told him these things before, Gu Langqing didn't know, but after he calmed down, he actually felt the same.

An overly superior childhood made Gu Langqing very arrogant. He once dreamed of reshaping the Six Realms and washing away all the filth in the world by himself. Naturally, this was against the way of heaven, but he didn't believe it, and pushed himself step by step to the present. situation.

The evil god is the way of heaven, and Gu Lang had guessed early on that the evil god realm attacked the fairy world without any real harm, but only provoking him by name, presumably to lure him to the evil god realm and reap the evil fruits for what he planted in the past.It is unreasonable for the evil god to dominate the two realms. Judging from his experience, this matter should have been condemned by the six realms long ago, but "he" is still living smoothly. The greatest possibility is that the evil god is the way of heaven.

But he didn't tell Feng Wujing that all this was just a conjecture on his part, he was too greedy, he reaped the fruits of himself, the way of heaven is fair, naturally Feng Wujing would not be involved, in order to get everything back on track, maybe he could reduce the Give him the antidote to longevity.

So now, everything is within the plan, Feng Wujie's lifespan is extended, and he is the one who will die.

Gu Langqing sighed lightly, feeling a sense of loneliness in his heart for no reason.

Yes, he is in deep danger now.

Gu Langqing lowered his eyes and slowly raised the corners of his lips.

Is this the end?

Should he be willing to die?

No, this is not a dead end.

This is the end of the matter, there is no escape.

Gu Langqing raised his eyes, and his eyes were filled with a spring-like smile. He was dressed in white clothes elegantly and beautifully, with a handsome face. Under the decoration of this place, he looked like an immortal in white clothes.

Only the moist eye sockets and the blush on his cheeks revealed his agitated emotions just now.

"But, is the way of heaven necessarily fair?"

The voice is clear and moist, every word.

The black shadow turned around in the air, and his voice seemed a little annoyed: "The way of heaven, nature is fair."

"Five years ago, I cut off the marriage line. The Six Realms knew about my relationship with the Demon Lord. They all wanted to kill me, punish me, and let me receive the retribution I deserved. Later, I hid in the illusion and finally escaped disaster."

"The rebirth of Demon Venerable even disturbed the major event of life and death, which is against the way of heaven, I admit it."

"But why did I cut off the marriage line? The world is glamorous on the outside, but it's filthy inside! The demon world, the fairy world, the human world, and the six worlds are all like this!" Gu Langqing said more and more excitedly, "I am arrogant, I am conceited, but Someone should stand up and solve this matter!"

Heiying's voice paused: "The way of the world runs in its own way. You can't change anything by yourself—even if you take the Demon Lord with you. Besides, the reason for the Demon Lord's catastrophe is yours."

Then, there was a silent silence.

Soi Ying didn't speak, he was waiting for Gu Langqing's reply.

The white-clothed fairy turned his head slightly, and his thin lips were slightly pursed. He furrowed his eyebrows, and then slowly opened them.

"How are you going?"

"Well, let's make a bet."

-

At that time, the fairyland was holy, and above the fairy mountain, there were clouds and mists. From time to time, a few cranes spread their wings and flew to the sky.

But today's Immortal World can only be described with one word.

Smoky.

Feng Wujing arrived in the Immortal Realm. He looked at the chaotic and messy people in the Immortal Realm. He didn't see the joy of the enemy's disaster in his heart, only the irritability from the bottom of his heart.

The elder of the Wuwang Sect in the fairy world, with white beard and hair, arty.

Feng Wujing had this person in his memory, and when he regained his memory, he clearly remembered that in his last life, when he died, Gu Langqing suspected his Wuying Saber and Wuying Sword because of the many casualties of Wuwangmen disciples. On the shadow guard, Gu Langqing was chased and killed by the sect of the fairy world. After that, Su Fenggu made friends with the elders of the Wuwang sect and got a painting - "The Picture of the King in the Cloud".

It was the first time for Feng Wujing to come to this Wuwang Mountain, and there was a lot of noise in the Immortal Gate. When the evil gods invaded, they gathered in the main hall, panicked, and under the white jade hall, they discussed the countermeasures for raising troops.

Feng Wujing frowned, and easily broke through the fairy enchantment around the mountain, and rushed up to the fairy mountain.

Beside the stone path, Feng Wujing glanced hastily, and when he saw a few blurred faces, he turned his head, but felt familiar for no reason.

This time, he came to the elders of Wuwangmen to ask for another "Picture of King in the Clouds".

The last time Chi Cang trapped him, it was "The King of Clouds" that saved him. Afterwards, Feng Wujing returned to the Demon Realm. He didn't know where to throw the painting. He asked Su Fenggu. It was returned to the elder of the fairy world.

Yun Zhongjun has exactly the same face as his master.

The God Realm, beyond the Five Realms, comes from within the Five Realms.To become a god, luck, character, and strength are indispensable.

The Juntu in the Cloud could not have been drawn for no reason, since it was his master's face... Feng Wujing was stunned, still in a daze.

He killed his master with his own hands.

Thinking back to that scene again, Feng Wujing's heart ached like a needle prick. After he became the Demon Lord, it's not that he hasn't searched for the Master's trace, but it's a pity that he didn't.

In that unknown place where Sanxian practiced, there was no master's body, relics, nothing, and blood was everywhere, but he could not see that touch of holiness.

After that, there was a big fire, and the mountain fire reflected the sky, which was the color of blood.

Without Xianshan, Feng Wujing burned his past with a fire, burned away the past that he could not find.

So... Now Feng Wujing has an idea in his mind.

"The King of Clouds" saved him, and his master saved him?

Can't find the remains, can't find the relics... Master has a tenacious heart, has done good deeds and accumulated virtue, where will he go after he dies?

Become a god?

Above the hall of the Immortal Realm, the sky was covered by dark clouds, and the elders of Wuwangmen sat in a pile with other immortal cultivators. When they heard the movement, they knew they couldn't stop it.

Immortal Xiu Xiu in white turned his eyes to the man in red who came up alone from the stone steps. He clenched the long whip tightly in his hand, and the magic power flowed through the whip and gathered into a stream. The hair was forced to fly around by the violent magic power, the man clenched his teeth, saying every word.

"Hand over the "Lord in the Clouds Picture"."