When Jing Xian arrived at his dilapidated house, it was already a little dark, at least the sun had completely set. Now this house can be called a house, with the help of Jing Yue and Duanmurui, this house has also been repaired, and everything looks beautiful, although it is a little embarrassing. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

But Jing Xian knew that even if this wooden house was beautiful, it was not so simple to keep this beautiful heart, at least Song Tianliang would not call him so good, this place was originally in the middle of nowhere, even if Jing Xian was slaughtered, no one would find out about it in the first place.

Jing Xian is very grateful to God for giving him another chance to live, at least he lived again, there is nothing more precious than life, Jing Xian cherishes life, but it is limited to his own, and the people he cares about. Not many people have the opportunity to start over, and if they do, they must take advantage of it, even if they are attached to such a useless body......

When Jing Yue went back in the morning, she said that she would come back to live with her brother in the evening, but Jing Xian had a ghost in her heart, where did she dare to call Jing Yue back, the two were brother and sister, they must be very familiar with each other, and even Lian Hu could see the changes in herself, not to mention Jing Yue, whose strength had reached the middle stage of the Quenching Realm, and she couldn't say that she would be able to slap herself to death at that time......

Jing Xian knew that in addition to appearing in the kitchen every day to help, to cover up the phenomenon that he was still there, but the previous Jing Xian was already dead, and he couldn't live like him, nor did he want to live like him, his life had to make some changes, and such changes through cultivation were undoubtedly the best way.

Jing Xian asked Lian Hu so many questions, the purpose was to know what the world relied on to get ahead, but when Jing Xian woke up, he found that Jing Xian in his previous life was a waste title, and this title was naturally given by Song Tianliang.

Jing Xian already knew how important the spiritual root was, he never thought that if a person wanted to achieve success, he must also have talent, isn't it the way of heaven to reward hard work? Could it be that the prince and the general really have a kind of?

With a lot of dissatisfaction, Jing Xian's face gradually became solemn, sitting cross-legged on the bed that already had several patches, he wanted to vomit, like other people, at least he could feel the spiritual power, even if it was a lap in the body, it was good!

In the past, it was said that self-cultivation on the earth was like zazen, whether it was Taoism or Buddhism, but Jing Xian was born as a killer, and what he was good at was not meditation, but killing.

Yes, quiet as a virgin!

Jing Xian seems to have discovered something, the most important thing in assassination is to be latent, and there is a one-hit kill after lurking, and this lurking is undoubtedly the most exhausting, at that time, people must adjust their breath, breathing, and even heat to achieve a state that coincides with heaven and earth, at least with the surrounding environment.

This kind of thing is difficult to do, but as six of the top ten killers in the world, he does have this ability, although the last mission is ...... Ahem, let's all die together......

Jing Xian didn't meditate anymore, his body was curled in front of the door, in fact, he could squat in the corner, but he felt that there was no feeling, or the cat could have a feeling of sudden attack at the door of the room, as if he had a feeling of a previous life, which was more conducive to him adjusting his breathing.

Jing Xian is full of experience, and although he has changed to a body that is not very satisfactory, this does not affect ...... Oh, it's actually very affecting, this guy's gasping frequency is too fast, how can such a fast gasping frequency not be heard? Sure enough, this kid really deserves the title of waste.

Jing Xian's brows were twisted together, he knew that the solution to this problem was very simple, that is, running, taking advantage of the sky that was not completely dark, Jing Xian looked out of the door, in fact, he was the side mountain of the Tianyang Sect, and it was also the most deserted mountain, and everyone basically would not come here, because mortal cooks and servants all lived here.

As long as they are monks, most of them are reluctant to live with mortals, for fear that their ordinary aura will affect their cultivation. However, Jing Xian lived here in a detached family, and there was a road down the mountain less than a hundred zhang before his wooden house, which was very steep, and when he looked down from the house, it was blocked by trees......

"It seems that if you want to do this, you have to exercise this body, otherwise it will not be satisfactory just to breathe. Jing Xian sighed, turned over and fell on the bed, and the starry sky was no longer visible on his back, which made Jing Xian a little lost, I don't know why, in such a day, Jing Xian's eyes changed, and he actually felt a chill on his spine, shook his body and shrank into the torn clothes he wore during the day.

The next day, Jing Xian got up very early, and he got up just after touching the ugly, at this time it was four o'clock in the morning, the sky was not yet bright, the moon was still hanging high in the sky, and the stars were very beautiful. Jing Xian took a deep breath, admired the cold morning air on the mountain, put on his clothes and ran down the mountain.

His speed is not very fast, and he understands this kind of thing better than anyone else.

It took a whole hour to go back and forth from the mountain to the next one, and this speed is actually not slow, after all, this Tianyang Mountain is not small, and the place where I live is not low.

At the foot of the mountain, Jing Xian found that there was not only one mountain in Tianyang Sect, in addition to the sand head where he was, there were two other mountains, the night was a little thick, and he didn't see it too clearly, but he remembered that one of the mountains was the hot spring mountain of Tianyang Sect, and that mountain had two peaks, which were said to be for those potential disciples to retreat, and outer disciples and idle people were not allowed to enter.

The prospect was first because he accidentally broke into the Hot Spring Mountain, and he offended the inner disciple of Ling Xue, so he ended up being possessed by death.

When Jing Xian arrived on the mountain, the sun was about to come out, and a trace of fish belly white began to leak out in the east, Jing Xian's steps couldn't help but be attracted, I still remember that before, he and his wife watched the sunrise twice in Mount Tai, once when she agreed to be his girlfriend, and once on the day of the wedding, but, in the future, when I wanted to see the sunrise, she was no longer there.

He found a stone pier and sat down, and looked at the sun that was about to break free, and some tears flashed in his eyes......

First, a glimmer of light broke free from the black curtain and sprinkled its brilliance onto the earth, and then, at the junction of heaven and earth, the sun flickered like a shy woman holding her lute and half-covering her face, and it took more than a quarter of an hour for her red face to leak out.

Jing Xian was very excited, and couldn't help but yell at the edge of the sky, but he woke up the other mortals who lived under the mountain: "What's the scream, isn't this going to get up?"

Jing Xian smiled, turned around and went back to his room to wash up...... Well, he just rinsed his mouth and went to the kitchen, and in the morning, when the disciples of the Tianyang Sect exercised, Jing Xian was very pleased that their exercise method was the same as his own, which showed that his way was right!

After tiptoeing for a while, he found that Jing Xian in his previous life really had no impact on these people, so he didn't stop and went to the kitchen.