7. Awaken in the realm of cultivation

The cold wine mixed with the fragments of the wine jar flowed between the fingers, and the man's dark eyes were firmly locked on Changsheng's body.

Even if he would definitely be at the pinnacle of the Three Thousand Worlds, even if he was only one step away from the Immortal Realm, he never thought of making a mess. Because since a hundred years ago, he has lost all his enthusiasm and blood, and he is tired of all black and white, right and wrong. Therefore, I will never understand that immortality is just the death of a friend, or a friend who is not familiar, how can he be so paranoid?

"Time is impermanent, we are not friends in distress, nor are we friends who are irreversible, and it is too exaggerated to say that there are friendships of life and death. ”

"Time is impermanent, I am not a sentimental person, let alone a saint. You and I both know that you died because of the act of being a harp. I am the initiator of this matter, but your greed is the root cause. ”

The look on his face had long since faded from his initial weariness, and his face showed a slight look of inquiry. What did Changsheng mean by saying this, and if he really felt that the death of Impermanence had nothing to do with him, why did he still have such pain in his heart?

"But time is impermanent...... Today in front of your tomb, I finally understood one thing. Changsheng said in a gentle tone, but his indifferent eyes were colder than snow.

"I understand that even if someone makes a spirit card, even if someone longs for peace, but this world is the law of the jungle after all!"

"I was so naïve, naïve enough to ignore the bloody law of the jungle. Speaking of this, a fleeting look of pain crossed Changsheng's eyes.

"It's right to want to retreat, and it's not wrong to want to be free in the landscape, but weakness itself is the biggest mistake. It's embarrassing that I can't protect someone I want to protect. ”

"Time is impermanent, we don't share hardships, we don't go through life and death, but we ...... Indeed, they are friends. Changsheng raised his pale hand and touched the cold and rough tombstone, not caring about any dust at all.

"I suddenly thought, why did I choose that book in the first place? Maybe from the beginning I was not willing to die in a hundred years, I wanted to cultivate the truth, I wanted to be popular in the three thousand worlds, but I didn't want to admit it at that time. Changsheng's hand against the tombstone slowly tightened, and for a moment he seemed to abandon all leisure and calmness, and became sharp and piercing.

"Time is impermanent, your death, I carry it. "Since the law of the jungle is the strong, then the monks who set fire to and killed people yesterday should also reap the consequences.

"Actually, I knew you wouldn't survive before I sang, and I'm not stupid, I just want to scare you again. Now that the song is finished, you're good to go. ”

"Don't worry about me not keeping my promises. At the beginning, I said that I was afraid of being handsome and blinding you, but you see, I'm really handsome, right? You know, I've always been very credible. ”

"So rest in peace, time is impermanent. In the end, Changsheng paused slightly, and finally showed a helpless smile.

"You are always worried that others will think you are ugly, in fact, how can someone like you think you are ugly......"

Changsheng's shallow tail was buried in the silently falling snow, and he would never care to appreciate the rare tenderness of the other party, because he found ...... He was a little out of control.

"It's a bit of a bad thing. Jiang Jue held his pitch-black long sword, and the cold and hard scabbard was pressed against his heart through the single coat, which did not suppress his emotions, but made his heart beat faster and faster. In the final analysis, it was because he was too impressed with Changsheng from the beginning, so when he learned about this son today, he was unconsciously bewitched to such an extent.

After a long time, Jiang Jue finally sighed, and he raised his right hand to lazily swipe in the void. In the next second, the image of a strange palace appeared in front of his eyes.

The first thing to do was the dark gold dragon chair, but it was empty.

"Aren't you here......" Jiang Jue waved his hand again, and before he could see the picture clearly, countless dragon groans had already drowned him out. When he glanced up, he saw dragons all over the ground. The dragons all bowed their heads haughtily, but not at him, but at another man—the one in the dark golden robes.

When the man turned to look, his expression of absolute laziness gradually turned dangerous, and his thin lips pulled out a provocative arc. I only heard the general call in a deep voice: "Emperor Que." ”

"Absolutely. Emperor Que replied coldly, and there was some obvious sarcasm in his hoarse voice.

"How many times have I said it...... Get away from me. Emperor Que's voice was extremely low, as if he was born with an indescribable meaning, and it sounded like a moody emperor commanding the world. In just one sentence, there is an undoubted majesty.

He and the general stared at each other with absolute determination, and the atmosphere of imminent explosion instantly spread between the two. The entire Three Thousand Worlds dared to compete with the generals like this, and I am afraid that Emperor Que was the only one. It's a pity that no matter how strong his momentum is and how cold his tone is, it is just a decoration for Jiang Jue.

"What a fuss? I'm in the small world now, and I'm far away from you. Jiang Jue retracted his smile and said lazily as usual, his dark eyes full of indifference. This behavior suddenly made the emperor even more angry.

"You're looking for death. "Even if it is separated by three thousand worlds, the meaning of the coldness in the emperor's words cannot be ignored.

"Unfortunately, you can't. The general smiled nonchalantly, and the pitch-black sword flipped nimbly between the palms of his hands.

Emperor Que couldn't help but fall silent when he heard this, his handsome face was hidden in the shadows, and he couldn't see it clearly for a while. It's just that judging from the trembling dragons on the man's side, his heart is not calm.

“…… Never, stop trying to provoke me. It's not like I can't kill you. After half a ring, Di Que finally said in a hoarse voice, and the narrow phoenix eyes showed a look of warning.

Because of the incident a hundred years ago, his temperament has changed drastically, and he no longer cares about any idle things, but he will always be alone with the strongest name in the Three Realms, and Emperor Que Xiuwei is not much different from him, and he secretly controls many sects in the Three Thousand Worlds, so it is really hard to say which will win or lose in the end.

"I said, you can't do it. He didn't care how strong Emperor Que's power was, he just repeated what he had just said. As long as he doesn't want to die, no one in these three thousand worlds can kill him, this is an indisputable fact.

"Tell me, what's the matter with me? "Emperor Que didn't want to argue with Jiang Jue about this matter. He and the general knew that they might not be pure enemies, but they would never be friends. Since you are not born to get along, why bother with more words?

"I want to impact the Immortal Realm, and I will disappear for a while. ”

"So?" said Emperor Que leaned sideways against the ornate railing, his voice inaudible to the joy and anger.

"So do me a favor, and I'll take care of my dragon. ”

"Are you joking?" What do you call his dragon? This black dragon was clearly snatched from him back then, and it is thanks to this guy that he can say it. Will he really be so arrogant and confident, and not worry about this dragon surrendering to his feet again?

Will this be a demonstration to him?

Emperor Que frowned, and the dragons on his side trembled even more as a result, as if they were afraid of their king. Only the black dragon on the other side of the picture was still yawning unconsciously, looking drowsy.

Emperor Que glanced at the black dragon for a while, a trace of darkness crossed his eyes, and he suddenly remembered another thing: "You were tired of these three thousand worlds a hundred years ago, and you also had demons in your heart. If the demons are not removed, you will not be able to step into the immortal realm at all. ”

"I heard that someone said to you yesterday, 'I want you,' and today you are in the world......"

"Don't you think that following such a weak person is enough, but your ridiculous demons?"

"So what?" it was not surprising that Emperor Que could guess his intentions from a few words, and he had never thought of concealing it in the first place.

"What's that man's name?"

"His name...... Phoenix. When Jiang Jue mentioned this name, even his voice was a little hoarse. It's just that the beautiful scenery staged before Changsheng was so thrilling that his mind was now full of flowers and rain, and his mind was full of that kid.

"I don't think he's weak. He smiled indifferently.

Emperor Que took a deep look at Jiang Jue, and his thin lips were almost invisibly raised, as if he was mocking something.

"That being the case, I have taken this dragon. After saying this, Emperor Que waved his hand and forcibly terminated the image.

"Huh. As soon as the image ended, Di Que let out a low chuckle, and as he laughed louder and louder, the already trembling dragons all fell to the ground, not daring to move.

Ignoring the dragons that had fallen to the ground, Emperor Que walked back to his palace. He really thought it was funny. It is said in the world that "the emperor is moody and will be iron-hearted", but what if one day he will never be iron-hearted again?

He had long been tired of Jiang Jue's sleepy expression, and he was also disgusted with Jiang Jue's careless style. Everyone knows that he will never be lazy to the bone, and what this man loves most now is probably to lie in the thunder and fall asleep, how can anyone in these three thousand worlds be put in his eyes? But today he lost his mind for the guy called Changsheng.

The general has always been arrogant and conceited, so he forgets that he is still a person, and he still has a heart. When he was still a mortal, he was happy to be alone, and after becoming a monk, he was even more comfortable and free, but the more he did, the deeper the loneliness was buried.

Now that I am accompanied by others, I am afraid that if I am not careful, I will sink for this.

Emperor Que naturally did not remind the general, he was looking forward to the day when the other party would eat the bitter fruit. Until then, what does it matter if he helps the general to keep the black dragon?