After meeting Wen Guye as Ji Yuan, Ji Lianzhou felt that the past 20,000 years were getting more and more distant.

So much so that at this point, he spent a long time remembering what he was thinking when he built this martial arts arena.

Why did you choose this place? Was it really improvised, or was it at that time, he found something?

“…… I really can't remember. Ji Lianzhou rubbed his eyebrows and smiled suddenly, "But it's okay, dig it up and take a look, you won't know." ”

Anyway, what they have now is time.

The nameless sword that had been summoned earlier was still around Ji Lianzhou, and there was a little bit of Wen Guye's blood on it. The spirit sword was still in Weng Ming, as if it was dissatisfied with what Ji Lianzhou asked it to do.

Wen Guye's natal weapon was taken back and spun rapidly in his dantian.

Ji Lianzhou ignored the nameless sword, but silently recited the sword trick in his heart, and let the tip of the sword stab towards the martial arts arena. The material he had chosen was the best, and with the blessing of the formation, it was said that even if another Mahayana monk came, it would take a lot of effort to pry the ground open. But this is his territory in the end, not to mention that the formation is ineffective under his sword, and even the materials on the ground are not so useful.

Soon, a white mark appeared on the ground. Immediately afterward, the white mark gradually enlarged and became a dent.

When he was doing this, Wen Guye only looked at him from the side, not knowing what he was thinking.

There were many times when Ji Lianzhou thought that Wen Guye was going to stop him. He didn't know where he came from, maybe it was because the power of the Yuan Shen was strong, and in the three years of water □□ fusion, Wen Guye's sea of knowledge had become a place he was all too familiar with.

But the other party didn't speak.

Since this is the case, Ji Lianzhou continued to dig.

Wen Guye's mood is actually very delicate. In his friend's outline, Ji Yuan's exploration of the Demon Venerable's Mansion did not go so deep. Ji Yuan took away the treasured exercises and treasures in the secret room in the mansion, carefully explored the surrounding formations, and rolled on the Xuanyu couch with the harem for many days and nights, benefiting a lot.

Only did not dig up the martial arts arena to find out.

Wen Guye intuitively felt that something might happen if Ji Lianzhou really dug in, but he was a little hesitant to stop it. After all, this is Ji Lianzhou's territory, not to mention the trap beasts hidden in the shadows, even the flowers and trees have to obey the command of the Demon Venerable...... What could be the problem?

He stood on the edge of the martial arts arena, watching Ji Lianzhou manipulate the spirit sword, and every move was blowing the wind. The Demon Venerable, who had the face of the Child of Destiny, glanced in his direction from time to time, and finally simply threw the spirit sword on the field, and pestered him to ask him how Fang Cai's injury was.

Wen Guye naturally replied that there was nothing to do. This is the truth, he didn't take Fang Cai's accident to heart at all, but only remembered after Ji Lianzhou said the first few words, even if it is the protagonist's aura, there must be a suitable reason to save it.

Yes, Ji Lianzhou didn't believe it. Or rather, he just wants to find some excuse to tease the person in front of him.

Ji Lianzhou's fingers rested on Wen Guye's broken clothes, gently rubbed the wound that had turned into a shallow white line with his lustful fingertips, licked his scarlet tongue around his lips, and said softly: "Little brother can beat me and scold me, just don't lie to me." ”

Wen Guye nodded indifferently, his attitude was completely perfunctory.

Ji Lianzhou's eyes darkened, and he was about to say something more, but his face changed suddenly!

He only had time to shout "Beware" in the sea of knowledge, and his body was torn apart from Wen Guye by a force that came out of nowhere. It was as if there was a storm pulling him somewhere.

That force was so great that all of Ji Lianzhou's offensives were ineffective in it.

Before falling unconscious, he used the last of his strength to open his eyes and look in the direction the storm was coming from.

…… It was the masonry of the martial arts arena that had been broken through a gap, and the nameless sword was still inserted in it.

And Wen Guye no longer knows where he is.

When he was conscious again, Ji Lianzhou saw an empty world in front of him. It took him some time to realize that he was still lying down.

As soon as this thought came to mind, Ji Lianzhou's heart sank, he turned over and stood up, and immediately thought of the secret realm of Longshou Village that he had gone to with Wen Guye.

The formation of the secret realm is still an unsolved mystery, and the monks only know that the speed of time in the secret realm is often different from that of the outside world, and once entered, the situation faced is also different. If you're lucky, you might be able to pass it on. If you are unlucky, it is not uncommon for you to fall into it.

Ji Lianzhou has lived for 20,000 years, not to mention that he has heard of it, but there are dozens or hundreds of secret realms that he has been to. However, the secret realm of Longshou Village was the only one he knew, and the content of it would be formed according to the person who entered.

He still remembered the little by little disappearing world he saw when he flew to the outermost part of Longshou Mountain. The only difference was that there was nothing to disappear from the scene in front of him.

Is there such a place under the martial arts arena? It's really ...... It doesn't make sense.

Ji Lianzhou's brows furrowed, even if he didn't remember what the martial arts arena looked like before it was built, he could imagine that it was nothing more than a wasteland full of miasma.

How could a sword be plunged and a storm would float out?

He was puzzled when he heard a chuckle behind him.

Ji Lianzhou turned his voice suddenly, looking at the front of him, his pupils narrowed rapidly.

At the same time, Wen Guye looked at the blood-drenched scene in front of him, and his expression did not fluctuate at all. Only by looking closely can you notice that the corners of his lips are tightly pursed.

Someone said to him: "If something like this happened in Xunyang Palace, do you really have a clear conscience?" ”

Wen Guye looked at him expressionlessly.

The other party smiled, softened the cold and hard facial contours, and gave birth to a look that was just like coaxing, and said to Wen Guye: "Lu Zhizhi and Qu Zhiqin were originally a match made in heaven, but Ji Yuan intervened from it and snatched Qu Zhiqin's heart...... Lu Zhizhi took the initiative to go to the western Xinjiang under grief and indignation, but unfortunately he was seriously injured in the miasma, and had to go back to Xunyang Palace to recuperate. Qu Zhiqin is Ji Yuan's person in the end, and he is the daughter of the palace master of Xunyang Palace, Ji Yuan found the spiritual vein, how could he not take her ......"

After this incident, only Qu Zhiqin and Qu Zhiyou sisters remained in Xunyang Palace. Tsk, this kind of tragedy is obviously just a matter of your words, why don't you say it? ”

Wen Guye's eyes fluctuated slightly.

Seeing this, the man pressed step by step, and continued: "The reason of the Heavenly Dao is only believed by the demon of Ji Lianzhou...... You don't really think of him as Ah Zhou, do you? People are going to become, now let you go back, can you adapt? Why be so obsessed. Ah Zhou died a long time ago, and now there is only one demon left! ”

Wen Guye pursed his lower lip, and a almost inaudible word overflowed between his teeth: "No......"

The man said, "Don't say you don't want to change the future, if you really don't want to, don't roll into bed with that devil." Let him go to the sisters of the Qu family, let Lu Zhizhi go heartbroken, you really can't do it? ”

In front of him, Wen Guye's hand caressed the spirit sword on his waist and looked at the other party thoughtfully.

“…… Let's be honest, you don't really think Ah Chau is that important. Even if it is not Ji Lianzhou in Ji Yuan's body now, it is just an ordinary broken sleeve, if you want to double cultivate with you, you have been entangled for more than a thousand years, wouldn't you agree to it? ”

This is clearly a strong argument.

Wen Guye's action of touching the hilt of the sword became a little heavier, but as soon as he was about to hold it, the person in front of him seemed to have discovered something, and smiled: "What's the hurry?" What am I not right? ”

Wen Guye shook his head: "What you said is right. ”

As he spoke, he drew his spirit sword and was about to stab at the other party!

The other party didn't dodge, and even greeted him straightly, chuckling mockingly on his face: "Wen Guye, you can only do this." If you hurt me, you will hurt you, you can think clearly. ”

Wen Guye's face was expressionless, and he sent the sword deeper into the ground.

Seeing him like this, the other party "sneered", "Don't believe it? Then I'll show you ......" said as he sent his arm to the edge of the sword!

In the next moment, a blood mist appeared on the same part of Wen Guye's arm. Cheng Dù's wound was far from painful, but he stopped.

The man said: "I am you, the head of the Xiaoyao Sect, Yuhuang, the person from the outside world, Wen Guye!" ”

Wen Guye raised his eyes to look at the other party.

The other party suddenly had a face that was exactly the same as his.

Exactly the same thin pale lip flaps, exactly the same eyebrows and eyes. Even the clothes on his body are the same. The same spot was cut, and the blood that flowed out stained the sleeve with the same stain.

The two are opposite, each other is like a mirror to themselves, only with a hint of difference in their expressions. The man saw Wen Guye stop his movements, and couldn't help clapping his hands: "Believed?" It's a pity, it's too late. ”

Wen Guye: "Late? ”

The man said, "Yes, you hurt me once, and I should return it." The coercion of the distraction monk's blow, haven't you ever tasted it yourself? ”

Wen Guye: "...... But you're not me. ”

The man smiled: "What's the difference?" You know, I know, I feel everything you feel, and I will hurt me when you get hurt...... But as long as I'm you, this wound will always heal, what's there to worry about. ”

Speaking of which, he even summoned a spirit sword.

Wen Guye could see at a glance that it was the natal magic weapon that was supposed to lie in his dantian, and it was the sword that he personally collected materials and refined.

However, in fact, the sword in front of him had nothing to do with him, and even flashed a cold light in front of his eyes, as if it was about to attack in the next moment.