nyslfriends Chapter 672 Rejection of Honor
Chapter 672 Rejection of Honor
Chapter 672 Rejection of Honor
During the calamity, I was free to kill my delusions, and I used my supernatural powers to reflect on my past life, and I was chasing the sun with my sword. There was no need to delay, but just as I was about to see an old acquaintance in the mirror.
A master of hard work wins over everything in his life. When spring comes, he still clings to his life's persistence. Clouds and rivers know each other. Xia Liu should know that he is busy killing and knocking chess pieces.
Since Jiang Moshu fell into this world, he has been stumbling and picking and choosing. Instead of being blurred, his memories of his past life have become clearer. His magical powers have made many things that he couldn't understand at a glance clear.
It’s not easy to say it’s been a long journey, but it’s actually really difficult.
Walking in the heaven and earth, one knows how vast the universe is, and all kinds of supernatural powers are like flowers growing on jade trees. The origins of life and death are many and impermanent, and winds and clouds change in an instant.
Jiang Moshu narrowed his eyes slightly, and his heart became more and more awe-inspiring. He had tried his best to cover up all the catastrophes and killings with various causes and effects, but he didn't know how long the shocking secret could be kept.
You can only walk on thin ice with a heart that is brave and diligent, hoping to gain more chances of victory before the secret is exposed. If you walk a hundred miles and a half, the more the beast falls into the trap, the more terrifying it will be when it struggles to escape.
Although many chances of victory were taken, the price was not small. At present, the god and demon Hou Yi had an arm devoured by the Emperor Tunzhou, and lost the great magical power of drawing the bow and falling the phoenix. The destiny of the god and demon Long Xiayuan was also lost. The demon master spied on his heels.
Fortunately, nothing bothers the two masters. It is impossible to say that these two disasters must be dealt with in this killing place. Long Xiayuan is being hidden in Fanyan City, and Hou Yi was refined by the spirit body of the spiritual master after his death. If you want to To repair it, it is necessary to kill a spiritual master to make the base material.
Who allowed the killing clan to win the favor of heaven and earth? These gods and demons of mine are all defiant, angry, and disrespectful...
"I still have to go to several restaurants. I'm really busy." Gongsun Wuzhi shrugged his shoulders and flatly refused, "Everyone gets drunk without being drunk. Besides, I am a cannibal with a soft mouth. I don't have many spiritual stones on my body and I can't afford to pay for drinks. It’s still free.”
Several killing envoys in the hall had their eyes narrowed at the same time, and information about the person in front of them flashed through their minds.
Besides, the Gongsun family doesn't want to be a genocide, so they are known as the new protagonists in the world, so what is there to be arrogant about?
"You dare to claim that your clan is free and easy even if you eat everything. I wonder if this will only harm you..." The middle-aged man with a vicissitudes of face murmured softly and raised his eyes to look at the Lingzun's mansion in front of him, reflecting the setting sun. The afterglow gives a hint of loneliness.
Has anyone from the Gongsun family finally gained the courage to do so again?
……
"My name is Gongsun Wuzhi. Please report to the Spirit Master that someone has come to settle the karma of the past year."
Leaving the sunset behind him, the vicissitudes of life of the middle-aged monk walked into the magnificent hall.
Xinliu Spirit Master raised his eyebrows and glanced at the figure who stepped through the door. There was no slightest hint of contempt in his eyes. There were only three Spirit Masters who broke through the holy path at the beginning. In fact, there should have been four, but it was a pity that the figure in front of him was Human ancestors made their own decisions...
Before his death, he made a pact with the spiritual master at that time. If the descendants succeed in cultivation, they will come and kill the earth to discuss the Tao. After defeating all spiritual veins, they will take his body away.
"It's not a good habit to be impatient. There are guests from far away coming from the mortal world. If you don't have a drink, it will appear that I don't know the etiquette of killing people." Xinliu Lingzun did not feel offended and smiled lightly, as if he didn't care. .
In the early years, I had a romantic relationship with a disciple of the Huan Sect, but for some unknown reason, they parted ways in the end...
The killing envoy smiled faintly. It was said that the soul of the Gongsun family in the southern region also came to the killing land, but was defeated in anger. From then on, the monks of the Gongsun family basically disappeared from the killing land.
If it is the golden elixir of the human race, the heavenly demon of the demon race, or even the fused true demon who comes to see the spirit master, he will be favored. After all, as long as he has tried the method of killing clans and merging spirits, it will be difficult to refuse the good wind. Strength, smoothness that goes straight to the blue clouds.
The most important thing is that this person happens to be from the Gongsun family in the Southern Region.
"This real person, do you need to pay homage to the spiritual master?"
As for breaking through the obstacles to the throne - is there no natural barrier to becoming a Yuan Shen and a Demon Saint? Could it be that the dignity of the Emperor is within easy reach?
He has not yet entered the Tao, he is still polishing his Tao body, and he has not yet seen through the nature of his supernatural powers. Don’t you find it ridiculous that such a superficial practitioner talks so much about reaching heaven in one step?
But there are people who refuse the benefits of going straight to the top of the mountain, and even refuse to become spiritual masters, refuse to live forever, refuse to have a free world, and finally end up with the end of life and death. How ridiculous!
"Huh? The Gongsun family?" The smile on the face of the assassin slowly solidified, and his originally lazy and humorous gaze immediately turned serious.
Gongsun Wuzhi raised his eyes and looked at it. It was really majestic, magnificent and extremely luxurious, like a pagoda sitting in the world of mortals and reaching into the sky, but it was more radiant and resplendent.
"I am a casual cultivator. Although my name is Gongsun Wuzhi, I have nothing to do with the Gongsun family in the Southern Region. However, since the ancestors of the human race made a previous agreement, it is naturally inappropriate for his body to be left here for a long time. I stopped by. Take it back." Gongsun Wuzhi casually cupped his hands and stated one of his purposes directly.
This short-browed master was born in the Xutian Fortress. It is said that he has unique insights into magical powers and is also good at fighting formations. His only defeat was against the Great Sky Demon of the Demon Transformation Palace...
This man, whose surname was Gongsun, was one of the first to kill people, but he died as a human in the end.
The visitor's greeting broke the middle-aged monk's deep thoughts and made him lower his eyes. The remaining sunset light shone on his body. Half of his body was dyed red by the sunset, while the other half fell in the shadow, as if It's a little blurry.
"Very good, he deserves to be from the four surnames of the Southern Territory. No wonder he dares to come and kill the land alone..." Xinliu Lingzun smiled faintly and added, "You should know that the people of the Gongsun family are here to kill the land. If they die, If he dies, even your Ranyuan won’t be able to take revenge.”
Gongsun Wuzhi nodded slightly. According to Ranyuan Immortal Lord, he was full of confidence when he came to kill the land to settle the cause and effect of his ancestors. However, he missed the move and was forced to retreat by the Xuanlong Spirit Lord, the only remaining member of the kill clan at that time. And they are never allowed to step into the killing ground.
Therefore, the monks of the Gongsun family rarely set foot in the killing ground, not only because of the shame of their ancestors, but also because their death here is really in vain.
"If the Spirit Master really takes action, I will run away. If I really escape, it will be a good deal." Gongsun Wuzhi's eyes flashed, and he spoke neither humble nor arrogantly.
The golden elixir has the appearance of a heavenly being. In other words, it can be regarded as knowing one's mind and seeing one's nature. The person in front of him did not show any emotion in his words. It can be seen that he has achieved a lot in refining his mind. Naturally, Xinliu Lingzun is meticulous in every detail. The whole view of the earth made her sigh deeply.
Many monks have spent their whole lives unable to obtain either the wonders of supernatural powers or the truth of refining the heart. Many people have gone to life and death brazenly, thinking that they have obtained the wonderful solution, but they have pretended to be so pretentious that in the end they have lost all their power. Cheated.
Even the assassins under him who were as good as the golden elixir looked at Gongsun Wuzhi with ridicule and contempt - as if to say that the other party was really arrogant.
"Since I came to Killing Land, I naturally have the intention to achieve my goal. There is no doubt that if the Spirit Lord really takes action, my wish will be fulfilled."
Gongsun Wuzhi seemed to know what all the assassins were thinking. He nodded slightly and took a few steps slowly to the center of the hall. "Anyone from the Xinliu lineage can come up and give me some advice." The assassin couldn't help but stare deeply. Even though the other person had a strong tone, how could it be possible that the Spirit Master really took action? If he acted like this, I'm afraid all the Xinliu people would lose their reputation.
"I come!"
A killing envoy spoke calmly and strode into the palace. As he walked, a dense demonic aura wrapped in soul-eating magic spread out, "Since we are in the banquet room, let's talk about some ingenuity. If the objects in the palace are damaged, then How about deciding the winner?"
He cultivated magic with his demon body, and there was a sense of weirdness in his majestic power. The demonic energy transformed into the form of a beast that howled incessantly, but in his eyes there was a strange demonic light flickering, reflecting the ferocious demon armor condensed around the body of the killer, which was frightening to look at.
"Okay!" Gongsun Wuzhi nodded.
By taking advantage of the opportunity, he can use the gods and demons to sense the connection with destiny. If he is lucky, Long Xiayuan will happen to be in the mansion of Xinliu Lingzun.
The vicissitudes of life of the middle-aged man's face remained unchanged. He gently rubbed the lower edge of his left palm with his right hand a few times and said calmly, "No matter how much you know, it is still the most difficult to be pure. No matter whether you have magical powers or character, how many pots of pots are there?" Isn’t it too easy to just splash dye on a painting and get a wonderful scene?”
"You have to see Zhenzhang to know..."
The killer stared at Gongsun Wuzhi indifferently. Fellow demon and demon practitioners gave him great confidence. Somehow, a rather inappropriate question suddenly arose in his mind. Although the man in front of him had a grimace on his face, But the eyebrows are quite straight, and even when viewed individually, they are very pleasing to the eye. They are clearly not half short, so why are they called short eyebrows?
Roar!
The phantom monster is fierce and majestic, but there is a soul-catching demonic quality in its deep eyes, and the neighing sound like a crying baby spreads loudly in the hall.
The look of vicissitudes of life on Gongsun Wuzhi's face became even more intense. As soon as his Tao Qi was activated, a faint black light immediately emerged from his fingers.
The four surnames in the Southern Region each have their own rhyme for attack, defense, suppression, and destruction. Most of the magical powers of the Gongsun family are obtained by imagining the rhyme of destruction. Although they are straight forward, they are also very powerful. Jin Yu Qilin wants to study the Taoist books of the four surnames. Naturally, There is no problem, even the secret magical powers of various surnames are not a problem.
Of course, Gongsun Wuzhi naturally does not receive this kind of treatment, but according to Jiang Moshu and the second soul's joint deduction, thunder has the power to kill, and killing can destroy. With a trace of killing rhyme mixed with a trace of thunder rhyme, disguised as the nature of annihilation, it really shouldn't be too much. Simple.
There are probably only a few venerables in the world who can see through it, such as the Secret Emperor. As for the spiritual lords who kill the earth, their Taoist foundations are not pure, so the magical powers they prove are mostly powerful or weird. In this aspect, There are not many mysteries.
This black energy? ! Several of the assassins were suddenly startled, with deep fear in their eyes.
"The path must be different. Some invite the moon to flow, some divide yin and yang, some send spirits to things, and some seek magical powers... But since the water is one foot underground, if you dig three feet up and change the ground, you can't drink it. water."
Gongsun Wuzhi's tone was calm, but these words were extremely harsh in the ears of several killing envoys.
"With the powerfulness of the demonic energy and the weirdness of the demonic energy, I have to say that it is indeed an advantage in the battle of magic. However, the calamity battle cannot always follow your wishes. You will always encounter people with profound Taoist power, and you will always encounter obstacles. People with wonderful minds will always meet those with brilliant vision. At that time, all these bells and whistles will be nothing more than rubbish and will be shattered at the touch of a finger!"
Xuanxuan's black energy is like a delicate black lotus flower, blooming with thousands of petals, destroying the body and life.
Every shuttle, every bloom, neither swift nor sharp, just neither fast nor slow, which is exactly the key to breaking the connection between the two natures of demons, making several killers secretly vigilant, as if all their pride has been struck. Crush.
They could clearly see that the Taoist power of the short-browed master in front of them was even a bit weaker than that of the assassin who appeared on the scene. His moves seemed light and clear, but when they fell in the eyes of everyone in the hall, they felt... It seems to have an indescribable charm, as if this small world is following his movements, every breath, every thought, just the right thing.
Even though the killer on the scene was still as powerful as ever, all the killers could see clearly that the chance of winning had been lost. If they wanted to take it back, the hope would be slim.
Is this the strength of the Taoist disciple of the Gongsun family?
As the fight continued, everyone almost held their breath, even Xinliu Lingzun sat up straight, with admiration in his eyes.
"That's enough..." Xinliu Lingzun said calmly.
The two people separated quickly in the field, but the magnificent hall remained as usual, without any damage.
"Lingzun..." The assassin who came on stage was about to speak, but Xinliu Lingzun gently raised his hand, signaling that he didn't need to say anything.
"You lost..." Spirit Master pointed at the chest of the Killer. There happened to be a small tear. If you didn't look carefully, you might not be able to detect it at all.
Although he knew that it would be extremely difficult for him to win, losing so ugly really made the killer feel very guilty and couldn't help but hang his head, "Sir, it's me who didn't learn the true meaning of the method, and let Xinliu's lineage be obscured. So ashamed..."
Xinliu Lingzun shook his head slightly. If he wanted to judge, the former Taoist disciple of the Gongsun family had not yet reached the limit of the golden elixir, but he had already found the way to the peak.
As for whether you can reach the top of the peak and soar into the sky, you can't tell at the moment. It depends on chance, luck, and strength. One of them is indispensable, and it is the golden and jade unicorn that wins the favor of heaven and earth. , his luck is ridiculously strong, and he is also in danger of being coveted by the demonic veins that reveal his true nature.
It's just that it's a little more difficult to get the honorable title by killing a clan. Is it easier for the human race and the demon clan?
"Gongsun Wuzhi, how about you practice the method of killing clans?"
After a long while, the Spirit Master spoke, and his words were as shocking as thunder and lightning. "I can't guarantee that you can become a Spirit Master, but I can guarantee that your chances of becoming a Spirit Master are definitely better than your struggling in the Golden Core Passage."
The rest of the killing envoys were all shocked, and their eyes seemed to have dropped to the ground.
"Anyway, you asked yourself to leave Gongsun's family a long time ago. Cause and effect, I can promise on behalf of all the spiritual masters that the body of that person will be returned to the Gongsun family in the Southern Territory."
Xinliu Lingzun smiled and extended an invitation, "Our Slaughter Clan's luck is gradually increasing now, and there will be many honorable positions in the future. As long as you practice the Slaughter Clan method, I believe there will be a place for you among them."
"No need! I don't care!"
Gongsun Wuzhi spoke calmly and refused coldly. Unfortunately, Long Xiayuan is not here!
(End of this chapter)