Chapter 891: Situ Thousand Blades (3)

After listening to Situ Qianjian's words, Wen Yiming unexpectedly felt a trace of admiration.

Situ Qianjian did not feel contempt for facing a martial saint, and bluntly said that he was not sure that he would leave himself before he entered the Tianci Pagoda, and he did not feel embarrassed at all.

Then he said that he would kill himself when he got out of the Heavenly Pagoda, and he didn't care that he would improve his cultivation in it, this is an extremely confident and steady person.

Wen Yiming knew that even if he obtained the Heaven-Given Title in the Heaven-Given Tower, even if he was promoted to two or three levels, he would not be Situ Qiandao's opponent, these were two watershed steps.

The point is that Situ Qianjian is not an ordinary martial artist.

Think about it, if Liang Zhi is injured, he can defeat the Sunset Twin Gods, which are comparable to the peak god of war, with one death and one injury;

"When you come out, tell me your God-given title!"

Situ Qianjian was like an old man at the moment, rubbing his hands together on the fire.

Wen Yiming nodded, took two steps forward, and suddenly turned around and said, "Senior Situ, let's make a bet..."

Before he finished speaking, Situ Qianjian picked up the wooden stick that was prying the fire and shook it, and said, "I will not be affected by any gambling contract, nor will I be bound by any morality, until you die!"

Wen Yiming's face sank, even if he came out of the Heavenly Tower, he had to flee back to Roaring Island if he could escape, otherwise there was no way out, and he felt extremely angry.

The two old men of the god of war also walked over, staring at Wen Yiming with some playful eyes, and when they approached the fire, they squatted down and sat down.

Seeing Wen Yiming turn around and leave, an old man named Zha Jian said, "Lord Thousand Blades, why didn't you let us intercept just now?"

Situ Qianjian shook the crackling coals of fire and said, "You haven't seen those memory crystals from two years ago, with his ability, the Extreme God of War has no chance to kill him with one blow, and his fighting quality is stronger than you imagined." ”

He looked at Zha Jian and another old man with a sneer, and said, "Zha Jian, Bi Kang, when it comes to fighting alone, you may not be his opponent!"

The two of them were silent, but the look on their faces looked quite unnatural under the light of the fire, but they also understood that the Holy Lord had even sent Situ Qianjian out, which showed how much attention was paid to this matter.

Situ Qianjian sighed in his heart, looking at the moonlight that disappeared faintly in the cold night, and felt a little lonely.

Since breaking through the God of War, he has gradually regained his consciousness, he doesn't care at all about the lost memories, he has lived aimlessly for many years, and memories are not precious to him, but a trouble.

He only knew that he belonged to the altar and was only responsible to the Holy Lord, and nothing else.

His status in the altar is very high, and it is also very special, because his combat power is extremely strong, and the talent given by his real name can be imagined.

But he didn't contribute anything to the altar, why?

His first mission was to capture Liang Zhi alive, which was his first mission, but he estimated that it would stay with him for the rest of his life.

He can seriously injure Liang Zhi every time, just because his cultivation is two stages higher than the other party, from Martial Saint to Extreme God of War, for decades, he has forgotten how many battles he has had with Liang Zhi, as early as many years ago, the task has changed from life capture to killing.

As his cultivation became higher and higher, his sense of self-control became stronger and stronger, and he often mistakenly thought that Liang Zhi was his friend rather than his target.

This subconscious mistake made him almost killed by Liang Zhi no less than three times.

Therefore, he Situ Thousand Blades is in the altar, if you compare him to a killer, he is definitely the top killer, but he has never completed the task.

The second mission, kill Wen Yiming!

He knew very well that this was a figure with more potential than Liang Zhi, and if it was in the God of War period, he was afraid that his mission would be stranded again.

Situ Qianjian smiled abruptly, and said secretly: Liang Zhi has mentioned countless times that he was once a legend of Shuangcheng, and he already knows that Wen Yiming is a person from Shuangcheng, since he knows himself, do I really have any legendary deeds?

He was a little irritable, feeling that the hazy mist in his mind made him feel a little groggy, and quickly took a deep breath of cold air, slowly distracting from distracting thoughts, and stopped thinking nonsense.

......

Wen Yiming stepped into the main hall of the Tianci Pagoda, and looked around as if he had entered an ancient tomb, surrounded by the same brown and yellow walls.

In front of the main hall is the heaven-given stele, more than ten zhang high, from top to bottom, all of them are the names generated after the advanced martial saint, it is said that the fall or promotion of the god of war will automatically disappear.

There is no ranking of the names here, and after becoming the god of war, the name of the seal will automatically be displayed on the other side of the stele, proving that he is already the god of war.

If the overall strength is enough, the name and title will appear on the tower outside the Tianci Tower.

Wen Yiming touched the secret sound card and finally gave up asking for support.

In Dongsen, I also know the Thunder God of War Yan Ruhua, and the highest cultivator on Roaring Island is Yu Hong, and Wen Dengyao and Qi Yun have not yet recovered.

Even if these people go together, they may not be able to compete with Situ Qiandao, and based on Liang Zhi's strength, this guy may be infinitely close to the half-step peak God of War.

Wen Yiming looked at the introduction of the Tianci Pagoda on the wall, and there were precautions and various instructions for entering it.

After understanding, he put down all his thoughts and stepped into the light curtain behind the main hall.

The feeling of being solid under his feet came, and Wen Yiming sensed that the surroundings were ordinary and small rooms.

'Bang ——!'

Wen Yiming was so shocked in his heart that he suddenly leaned against the wall and made a vulture.

"This ......"

He looked at the layout of the room, the simple wooden furniture, and the mahogany table in the middle with a book, an ashtray, and a pen.

This is the room of his past life!

His mind was a mess, and he rubbed his eyes vigorously, focusing on the limits of perception, which was still very real.

He tentatively took two steps forward and picked up the book, which was the "Black Belt" impurity to which he often subscribed.

He squatted down, picked up the Chinese cigarettes scattered on the ground, sniffed them, and muttered, "Lao Tzu...... This, what a taste!"

Wen Yiming felt a little confused, whether he was dreaming, or in the Heavenly Tower, or in the illusion.

He sat down, let out a long breath, looked around, didn't think about anything, just lit a cigarette, leaned on the sofa and inhaled it wistfully, swallowing the clouds, as if he saw countless people he remembered in the smoke.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and he didn't dare to open it, and a group of people broke in.

It was the group of scientific lunatics who were then taken away in a daze as if they had been anesthetized by something.

He gradually fell into a panic, and he was repeating the experiment, feeling that his mind could not bear it, and he passed out all of a sudden.

Suddenly, he felt that something was wrong, he actually felt something was wrong in his coma, he had the madness of the Suzaku cloak, how could the experiment make him unconscious.

But he didn't seem to wake up, and in his coma he saw the same room again, with cigarettes scattered on the floor, and the ashtrays still so clean.

He was completely confused, what level of consciousness was he in?

The door rang again, Wen Yiming leaned in, was shot by a gun needle again, and fainted.

Crazy, he thought he shouldn't have been in a coma......

And so on and so forth......

(End of chapter)