Although such a beautiful white jade palace is destroyed, it is a pity. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info However, Wen Junxi has no other way. As soon as his mind moved, Yan Xian was already flying in the palace.

The sword is shiny and seemingly ordinary, but there is a terrifying aura.

'Whoa.'

With a sound that was not very pleasant, the unstoppable Yan Sword did not leave the slightest shallow mark on the white jade. Wen Junxi was stunned, this white jade palace was strange.

I'm afraid it's impossible to force it out.

Could it be that there is a mechanism? A thought flashed, and the more Wen Junxi thought about it, the more likely it became. So, he looked around carefully.

An hour later, he touched every inch of the white jade palace wall, but he didn't find a single trace.

Could it be that the organ is on the ground?

Wen Junxi first walked slowly, then began to half-squat to check, and finally seemed to be lying on the ground, knocking on the white jade floor one by one, listening to the movement.

Another half an hour has passed, and Wen Junxi has already knocked on the last piece of white jade floor, but there is still no gain.

Could it be that he guessed wrong? After pondering for a moment, Wen Junxi was still puzzled. Immediately about to stand up, he was about to stand up, and his heart twitched, and his feet were unstable, so he knelt directly on the white jade floor.

"Whoa.."

Just as Wen Junxi wanted to get up, the two white jade floors in front of him suddenly opened, and a white jade tablet appeared.

Wen Junxi was stunned, forgetting to stand up for a while, just staring at the white jade tablet without blinking.

There is a line of ancient Chinese characters engraved on it, and Wen Junxi carefully identified it, and barely recognized three words: willow, knock, three.

What do you mean?

Scratched his chin, knocked, knocked three heads?

This white jade palace was obviously artificially created, and it must have been a master. Or maybe the master meant that if he wanted to go out, he had to kowtow three times.

Wen Junxi quickly sorted out his thoughts.

Although he has no relationship with this master, if he kowtows three times, he can go out to find Wan'er. It doesn't matter if it's seven, it's seven, it's eight.

Besides, this master can make such an exquisite white jade palace, he really admires it.

At that moment, Wen Junxi knocked three times sincerely.

"Huh.. , young man, you are very good. ”

With a loud laugh, a white jade statue appeared out of nowhere.

Wen Junxi looked up and saw that the white jade statue was lifelike: a white robe, a bun on his head, a floating dust in his hand, a sword on his back, his eyes were blazing, and his expression was resolute.

"You are the owner of this white jade palace?" Wen Junxi stood up and arched his hand at the white jade statue.

"Yes, the old man Liu Chengyuan is the owner of this white jade palace. However, the current old man is just a remnant soul. ”

No wonder a white jade statue can speak. Wen Junxi's heart flashed with a clear meaning, and he was shocked again: Could it be that this master wants to take away?

"Young man, the old man is waiting for someone here. And you are the one who is destined. ”

Do you really want to give up?

Wen Junxi's eyes sank, if this was the case, he could only fight with all his might. I made up my mind, but my face was impassive, and I said, "May I ask Senior Liu, how can I get out of this palace?"

"Refine it, and you'll be able to drive this palace at will. Liu Chengyuan approached Wen Junxi, and the dust in his hand seemed to be about to float.

"However, before the old man can tell you the refining formula, you have to answer the old man a question. ”

"Senior Liu, excuse me. ”

Although Liu Chengyuan didn't seem to have any intention of taking him away, Wen Junxi still didn't dare to relax in the slightest. At this time, the distance between the two was only more than a meter, and the aura on Liu Chengyuan's body was already rushing towards him.

"Why do you cultivate?"

Wen Junxi felt a fierce gaze, staring at him tightly, making him feel suffocated, and he couldn't resist in the slightest.

"Because of Wan'er. Wen Junxi said without thinking: "She is my wife, my most beloved woman." She's a real fairy who got here by accident. In order to be able to stay with her for a long time, with her help, I began to cultivate.."

Wen Junxi spoke eloquently, and in the end, his face turned gloomy: "However, I was separated from her." If I had known this would happen, I shouldn't have been mad at her. ”

"Young man, compared to the old man, your understanding is not too late. If the old man could repent in time, why would he have ruined his family and been lonely all his life. ”

Liu Chengyuan seemed to have a touch in his heart, revealing a melancholy look.

"Liu-senpai, you.." Seeing him like this, Wen Junxi was comforted, but he didn't know what to say.

"Young man, what's your name?" asked Liu Chengyuan with a sudden smile.

"Huh? ”

Are all masters like this, their thinking jumps, and their emotions fluctuate.

"More than 2,000 years ago, by chance, the old man threw himself into the Guigu Daozun sect. At that time, although the old man had already married and had children. But in order to cultivate, the old man left them behind and devoted himself to cultivation.

Time flies, time flies.

Twenty years have passed, and when the old man has achieved a little success in his cultivation, he once passed by the house when he went out, and he learned that as early as 18 years ago, the old man's wife and son had died at the hands of bandits.

It is said that cultivation needs to be ruthless, and the old man thought so at that time. After a short period of sadness, the old man left. Without the ties of the world, the old man's cultivation is advancing day by day.

I thought that the way of ruthlessness was the avenue of cultivating immortals. The old man asked himself that he was ruthless all his life, and he was the only one who had no wife and children. Just when the old man crossed the ascension tribulation, he finally understood that the way of ruthlessness is narrow after all.

The old man failed to cross the catastrophe, his body was destroyed by the thunder, and only a remnant soul escaped the punishment of heaven and hid in this white jade statue.

The vicissitudes of the world are uncertain, and the red dust is not human.

More than a thousand years have passed, and the old man's remnant soul has become weaker and weaker. Now, I just have an obsession, unwilling to have no successor to what I have learned in my life. ”

"Senior, do you regret cultivating the Dao? If it weren't for the sake of cultivating, you wouldn't have abandoned your wife and daughter, let alone ruined your family. Wen Junxi was thoughtful.

Liu Chengyuan replied to the question: "Affection is the way, ruthlessness is also the way, chivalry is the way, killing is also the way, it is the way, and evil is also the way." Just look at how much each person can understand, how far they can go, and that's it. ”

"Senior, why can you become enlightened by killing?" Wen Junxi asked suspiciously.

Wan'er said that the cultivation avenue is full of killing and being killed. At that time, he only found it difficult to accept, and instinctively resisted such a cruel thing.

"Young man, even if you are cultivating the path of sentient beings, you need to kill at the right time. Otherwise, before you ask to become an immortal, you have already become a dead soul under someone else's knife. ”

Liu Chengyuan replied.

"But, do you have to kill someone?" Wen Junxi was still awkward.