final reincarnation

Su Xianwen was a little dazed when he woke up.

He didn't know why he was still alive. That spell was a forbidden technique with a price, and it required Su Xianwen to sacrifice his life as a sacrifice. It didn't make sense for him to take another life after drawing the spell.

Then Su Xianwen got up slowly, and began to look around the surrounding environment. All he could see was a small wooden house, which looked very familiar.

Su Xianwen was shocked, this was clearly Zhijie's cabin in the deep mountains, and it was here that he woke up when he was injured last time.

Su Xianwen's mind was in chaos, wondering if he was dead, and what he saw now were all his obsessions?

He never thought that his obsession with Zhijie was so deep that he couldn't let it go even after death, and wanted to stay in his room and refused to leave.

No, this is too embarrassing.

Su Xianwen was troubled secretly for a moment, and then he came to his senses, no, he didn't look like he was dead at all, there was flesh and blood around him, and there was a lot of aura around him.

I tried to move my fingers, but I didn't feel the lightness of the soul body.

"Chirp chirp~"

It seemed that he had noticed that Su Xianwen had woken up. Last time, Fei Jiu was bouncing around the window trying to get Su Xianwen's attention.

Su Xianwen stretched out his hand so that Fei Jiu could stand on his finger.

It turned out that he was still alive, but he didn't have any scars on his body, not even the left hand pierced by the sword and the hole marks bitten by the big snake.

Su Xianwen sighed in his heart, he didn't know what he was missing.

Stepping out of the wooden house, you can see Zhijie at a glance. Now he is sitting by the stream and fishing with a fishing rod.

Su Xianwen doesn't know much about fishing, but the creek is fast, shallow and narrow, so there are hardly any fish and shrimps surviving, so he doesn't know what Zhijie is fishing for.

Curious, he simply stepped forward to have a look.

Sure enough, there were no fish or shrimp in the stream, but unexpectedly, there was a small black loach... No, if you look carefully, it is not a loach, it looks a bit like a snake.

This thing is struggling desperately in the water, but it seems to be trapped in the small section of water in front of Zhijie and cannot leave, no matter how hard it is, it will be futile.

And Zhijie's fishhook was still dangling in the water, threatening the little black snake.

Su Xianwen looked at it for a while, and inexplicably felt that the little black snake looked a little familiar, like a miniature version of a big snake, but there was no bulge on its head that symbolized that it was about to transform into a dragon.

"This is...?" Su Xianwen couldn't help asking.

"What do you think?" Zhijie said, his voice was cold, but he didn't feel that he was deliberately alienating people, but since Su Xianwen came out, he never looked back at Su Xianwen.

Su Xianwen was taken aback, since he said so, then this little snake played by Zhijie is really a big snake in and outside the village...Su Xianwen couldn't figure out how things developed into what they are now.

He also sat cross-legged beside Zhijie, thought for a while and said, "You saved me again, thank you."

Only then did Zhijie turn his head to look at him slightly, "It's just a matter of time."

"What's going on here?" Su Xianwen pointed to Xiaoxi, and asked modestly, "I and it are still alive."

"Your spell couldn't kill him in the first place."

Su Xianwen was just about to ask Zhijie what this sentence meant, when suddenly a thunder flashed in his mind, and he realized that it was a bit of a violation. This snake has a cultivation level that can transform into a dragon. No matter how underestimated Su Xianwen was by the opponent, he would not be able to die together with him.

When I think about it carefully, the big snake didn’t behave as powerful as imagined when I encountered it, and then I think about what Elder Hong Shan said that all the monsters that sneaked into the world have lost their demon pills...

"He has lost the demon core, and what I met is just a shell. As long as the demon core is still there, even if the shell is destroyed, he can be reborn again." Su Xianwen understood that it was useless for him to think that he could change his life for another. Only then did I realize that my rotten life was worthless at all.

"That's right." Zhijie nodded slightly.

Going back to the starting point, it was Zhijie who saved Su Xianwen and prevented this meaningless sacrifice, but the question is how did Zhijie do it... No, can Zhijie really do it?

According to Su Xianwen's cognition, once this talisman ritual ceremony starts, it cannot be stopped by ordinary methods, unless it is forcibly blocked by someone whose cultivation level is much higher than his own. Is it possible that Zhijie has reached this state?

Su Xianwen's heart sank, and every time he saw Zhijie, he could refresh Su Xianwen's cognition.

"What's the matter, you look dull." Zhijie put down his fishing rod and faced Su Xianwen.

Su Xianwen shook his head, he could never say to Zhijie: I think you are too deep and unfathomable, a little beyond my understanding.

Zhijie didn't pursue either, so he changed the subject and asked, "Where do you think their demon pills have gone?"

Su Xianwen really didn't know about this question, and he was also really curious. Seeing Zhijie's appearance, he seemed to know it, so he couldn't care less about other things and asked, "Where is it?"

"It's in this mountain." Zhijie said.

Su Xianwen turned pale with shock, "You stole the demon pill?"

This sentence is not completely thoughtless, Zhijie has a deep cultivation base, and his behavior is completely out of order. Right now, all the monks are united to resist the monster, and the casual cultivators are also contributing their efforts. Maybe Zhijie is really capable of snatching the monster It's about Neidan.

Zhi Jie shook his head: "No, I'm not interested in transvestite disputes."

This sentence does not fit a person's position, even if he is an unrestrained casual cultivator, Su Xianwen was speechless for a while.If other people heard Zhijie's words, they would definitely criticize Zhijie severely, but Su Xianwen asked himself that he hadn't done anything for this monster war, so he couldn't accuse Zhijie of being immoral.

"Scared? Is it incredible?" Zhi Jie raised his eyebrows.

Su Xianwen didn't know how to react.

"Whether it's a human or a monster, I don't care who is in charge of this world." Zhijie was afraid that Su Xianwen would not be stimulated enough, so he added another sentence.

Su Xianwen: "..."

These disciples from formal sects are all cultivating the "Avenue" that descends from the sky to guard the side of demons and demons, and their minds are filled with similar content.

However, Su Xianwen has also heard that some monks practice the ruthless way. These people are ruthless, neither sad nor happy.

No wonder he has always felt that Zhijie has a sense of alienation that does not belong to this world. It turned out to be related to the exercises he practiced. Su Xianwen consciously found a reasonable explanation, and also slightly understood why Zhijie was indifferent to the monster invasion. .

Su Xianwen suppressed his series of thoughts, and returned to the original topic with difficulty: "What do you mean the demon pill is in the mountains?"

Zhijie smiled slightly, took Su Xianwen's hand and got up, left the little black snake who had been teasing him for a long time, and led Su Xianwen to the depths of the mountains.

Zhijie's hand was very cold, without a trace of body temperature, he held Su Xianwen's fingers tightly.It was obviously a very common action, but Su Xianwen, who was full of imagination, seemed full of ambiguity. Later, he dared to rub Zhijie's palm with his nails.

Zhijie sensed Su Xianwen's movements and looked back at him, neither stopping nor seeming angry.

Su Xianwen's body was weak, and his confidence was inexplicably bursting. Looking at the hand held by Zhijie, he felt itchy all over his body.

Not long after, they came to the cliff where they said goodbye to Zhijie last time.

There is still no trace of aura here on the cliff, and Su Xianwen can't see any trace of the demon pill when he looks left and right.

Zhijie led Su Xianwen forward step by step, and came to the edge of the cliff.

The cliff is very high and steep, and there is still fog in the middle of the mountain, so it is impossible to see anything below it.

Blown by the cold wind, the smug Su Xianwen finally regained some sanity and came back with a thought—won't Zhijie want to throw me down?

This thought made Su Xianwen tremble uncontrollably, thinking about the possibility that he would be able to escape unscathed.

"It's just below." Zhijie said.

"Huh?" Su Xianwen didn't react.

"The demon pill is below."

After Zhijie finished speaking, he didn't give Su Xianwen time to think. He let go of his hand and hugged Su Xianwen's waist, and whispered in his ear, "I'll take you down."

As a disciple of Qingyang Mountain, Su Xianwen was able to control the sword no matter how poor his cultivation was, and he could go down a cliff by himself, but now his mind was blank, and Zhijie used this intimate posture to fly himself down.

He didn't recover until his feet hit the ground.

Su Xianwen: "..."

Su Xianwen thought that what Zhijie practiced was not the way of ruthlessness, but what he cultivated was clearly the ultimate technique of charm.

Su Xianwen secretly poked and spat at himself for being boneless a few times, but he was stunned by the scene before him before he could introspect deeply.

The monster pills piled up as high as hills appeared in front of them, overwhelmingly occupying this desolate valley. Su Xianwen was even more surprised that so many monster pills didn't emit any monster aura.

Why are there so many demon pills here?Who did it?What is his purpose?

... A series of questions appeared in Su Xianwen's mind, forming a mess. Just as he was about to speak, Zhijie pressed his lips lightly with a finger.

So Su Xianwen swallowed back what he wanted to say.

Zhijie's fingers only stayed on Su Xianwen's lips for a short moment, and he lightly raised his hand towards the pile of demon pills, and immediately a golden demon pill flew over.

It was only when I got close that I could see that the demon pill was not pure gold, and there were some black strips on it, which was obviously not pure.

"Is this... the demon pill of the snake?"

Su Xianwen originally wanted to say big snake, but when he recalled the snake's current appearance, he struggled to swallow the word "big".

"Yes."

Zhijie didn't directly touch this demon pill, so he lifted it up with spiritual power, so that Su Xianwen could check it at will.

"It's really golden..." Su Xianwen murmured.

This is the first time he has seen Yaodan. When he was copying books in Zangshuge, he had seen a biography written by the seniors of the sect. turns golden.

If he succeeds in transforming the dragon, this demon pill will turn into pure gold, and the snake demon will be reborn.