"A jar of ice water can bring people back to life, so don't I have two lives now?" After Hu Linyuan and the three of them left together, Changsheng temporarily calmed down. He didn't continue to think about the detailed arrangement of the catwalk that Hu Linyuan had just said, he just stared at the empty wine jar.

After half a sound, Changsheng turned his head slightly, and his gaze fell on Jiang Jue, who was leaning against the window without saying a word, and his low and confusing voice fell along with his gaze.

"I don't know if this water can bring people back from the dead, because dead people can't drink water. As for whether you have two lives now...... "The general never looked at Changsheng, he still stared out the window. He paused a little as he said this, and his originally deep voice seemed to be stained with a bit of uncertainty:

"As for whether you have two lives now, you probably don't want to have the opportunity to confirm it yourself. ”

At this moment, the three people of Hua Rongzong appeared on the street outside the inn, and they rode away from here with flying swords. The general slowly withdrew his gaze, and he no longer continued to lean against the window. He found that he couldn't appreciate the dazzling glitz of midsummer, and that summer dusk always came too late.

In fact, he never expected that someone from the Huarong Sect would suddenly walk in, and he didn't expect that the person named Yeliang Gong would suddenly tell the rumors about ice water, but he didn't care too much about it. The liquid in the jar is indeed the so-called Jedi Ice Water, and in order to find something that can bring people back to life, he has traveled to almost all the dangerous places in the three thousand worlds according to those unreliable legends, and this thing can be regarded as the most difficult one to obtain.

The plane where the Jedi Water is located is really cold enough to freeze people's souls, and that kind of cold can't be forcibly resisted by cultivation, he barely stays awake by relying on the constantly falling thunder, and the ice water he finds in the end can only fill three altars. It's ridiculous to say that it wasn't until he got the ice water that he realized that dead people can't drink water. Even no matter how magical the heaven and earth spiritual objects are, no matter how magical ice water is, those who have long passed away cannot swallow it.

Jiang Jue tried to pour a jar of ice water in front of his relatives' graves, but the ice water slowly seeped into the soil, and in the end there was no trace. After all, the miracle did not happen, and the legend that a jar of ice water can bring people back from the dead is just a joke after all. And whether the Jedi ice water can make people's souls immortal, maybe he will know when his soul is almost gone.

"You're right, I really don't want to have the chance to prove it myself, and I'm sorry for my life. Hearing this, Changsheng smiled behind him, but his pupils gradually darkened.

Jiang Jue's words just now can be regarded as a tacit acquiescence that this water comes from the Jedi of the Great Thousand Worlds, and this altar of water is really the Jedi ice water mentioned by Yeliang Bow, which also means that the man in front of him is by no means a simple person before he loses his memory. Changsheng wasn't very surprised by this result, because he had already guessed the origin of Jiang Jue when he first asked Jiang Jue to follow him, and he had already prepared for the worst, otherwise he wouldn't have thought this guy was a □□ annoyance.

“…… Don't worry. As I said, I'm strong. Jiang Jue approached Changsheng step by step, he lowered his head and looked at Changsheng quietly, his handsome face faded from the laziness of the past, revealing a little unruly charm for no reason. It will never be clear that there are not a few people in the Three Thousand Worlds who want his life, and that he was safe in the past only because he was uncertain and always appeared in the most dangerous plane. They couldn't confirm his whereabouts at all, and they couldn't keep up with the black dragon's speed at all.

But if these people recognize his identity and know that he is now in the small world, it is estimated that they will come to him in droves to trouble him. The reason he never denied the ice water was because he knew that sooner or later Changsheng would find out who he really was, and he wouldn't hide anything, but he wouldn't leave before Changsheng spoke.

He's alone, and he's still chasing power. Whether it was for his only heartbeat in a hundred years, or because he had finally touched the threshold of the immortal realm, he would never leave. He won't go, and he won't let those people hurt immortality. Jiang Jue has always felt that the title of "the strongest person in the three thousand worlds" is too ridiculous, but one thing cannot be denied, he is indeed the strongest person in the three thousand worlds.

"Don't worry, I'm actually very strong. Changsheng said jokingly, he was no longer afraid of causing him any trouble, because he had already caused a lot of trouble himself, and now there was no difference between one more and one less.

"I know. Changsheng listened to the three words that Jiang Jue whispered, he couldn't help but smile and stare into Jiang Jue's eyes, he wanted to know what kind of mood this man was in when he said this. The dark pupils revealed not tiredness, not perfunctory, and no joke, and his tone when he said this was extremely serious.

Looking at Changsheng with absolute determination, he didn't know what Changsheng was thinking now, but he did feel that Changsheng was very strong. Of course, this didn't refer to the cultivation of the Golden Pill Realm of Immortality, he was referring to the potential possessed by Immortality. Changsheng is walking a unique path of cultivation, and he will never believe that one day Changsheng will be adored and loved by countless people in the three thousand worlds, and these people will be happy to be his sword and his sword. And when it really comes, Changsheng will become the strongest in another sense.

"Do you believe me?" Changsheng asked in a rather subtle tone, and he subconsciously frowned. He just said the previous sentence casually as before, and he really didn't expect that he would never answer like this.

"Perhaps. Although he did not give an affirmative answer, his eyes spoke for themselves.

Changsheng's brows suddenly furrowed even more tightly when he heard this, because he remembered what happened not long ago. At that time, he left Huarong Sect with the flying sword of the general, and on the way back, they almost hit the cliff and fell off the flying sword many times, so he teased the general, and as a result, they talked about the Taoist couple. Changsheng still remembered what Jiang Jue said at that time, and Jiang Jue said:

"If I am looking for a Taoist, I will only find someone whom I believe. ”

It was because he remembered it that he had asked him if he believed in himself. Changsheng looked at Jiang Jue, who was close at hand, and suddenly gathered his spiritual power on his right hand, and then he raised his right hand to hold Jiang Jue's strong wrist.

Jiang Jue's arm tensed instantly, and he tried his best to restrain the thought of attacking, just faintly staring at Changsheng, who had let go of his wrist. At this time, a red flower quietly landed on Changsheng's left hand, and it would be clear that this flower appeared out of thin air when Changsheng held his wrist.

"What is the flower language of this flower?" Jiang Jue and Changsheng glanced at each other, and he realized that since this flower appeared, Changsheng's expression seemed to be a little wrong. Knowing that Immortal's talent was far more complicated than he thought, he also thought that Immortal might be able to get some useful information from these flowers.

If the first two immortals were conjured into flowers due to the loss of control of spiritual power, but this time it was obvious that he controlled his spiritual power himself, and what answer did he want to get through this flower. Jiang Jue looked at the flower that appeared out of thin air, this flower only had six petals, and it didn't look as flamboyant as the roses that had been conjured before immortality, but it made people feel extraordinarily brilliant.

However, after one glance, he withdrew his gaze. The flower is good, but he still can't see what kind of flower it is, and he doesn't know what the flower language of this flower represents, so even if he looks at it for a long time, it's useless.

Changsheng didn't say the language of flowers, he just tightened his left hand and withdrew his spiritual power, and the red flowers that had just appeared gradually dissipated into the air. The flower will never know it, but he knows it very well. Perhaps because of his unique talent for changing flowers, he remembers these flowers especially vividly. In the past, it was only a glimpse of flowers on earth or a quick forget, but now he can remember it instantly.

The flowers that dissipated before were tulips, and the flower language of red tulips ...... Changsheng couldn't help but lose his mind for a moment when he thought of this, because the flower language of this flower is "confession of love".

Changsheng thought that he was not so dull that he couldn't detect the admiration of others, but he was silent all the time, and he didn't have too many expressions on his face, so he didn't pay much attention to it. But today's ice water incident gave him a faint premonition, and the conversation just now made him realize this.

The appearance of those flowers is not a coincidence, the tung flowers of the past and the tulips of today seem to be revealing something, and Changsheng will not deceive himself into denying it. What he wondered now was whether these flower words represented his feelings for the absolute or his feelings for the absolute general. Or ......

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