However, the road to the demon clan with many wonderful friends was tortuous, due to Wu Guji's repeated hesitation......

"The world is chaotic, the heroes are rising together, the people are in hardship, thank you for your help...... The old man wishes the two immortals a smooth journey! ”

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Xingyun suddenly woke up, stretched out his hand to touch Wu Guji, but it was like a mirror, and his face immediately turned black.

They were out of the Mortal Continent at this time, Wu Guji looked at her hometown with emotion, looked at it, and when she turned around to leave, Xingyun found that she was missing.

You know, it's almost impossible.

As long as he was still in the Great World of Eternity, it was impossible for him not to detect her traces, the kind of unforgettable, engraved soul connection that would not be severed by the cutting of time and space.

However, he couldn't really feel where she was now, and the only thing he knew was that she wasn't hurt.

His face turned black and white, and then he rushed up angrily, and raised his eyebrows at the mortal continent below that looked like a crystal ball cover, what a fool he had migrated the Wu Clan in the first place.

It's a rat-thrower.

He couldn't get her information, combined with the mirror just now, the most likely thing was ......

She made all this by herself, actively shielded her breath, and temporarily cut off contact.

Of all things in the world, the most rare thing is the word "initiative", whether it is coercion or inducement, it is on this basis.

He was resentful, drew his sword and destroyed a newly rising evil cultivator cave, leaving no name, no photo, and no corner of his clothes.

Wu Guji began to regret it, because her ears were full of nonsense.

She tilted her head and rubbed her ears: "Sister Sang Zhi, did you say this when you worked hard to let me take the initiative to come to you?" ”

"What do you call these? Wu Guji, stand up for me, and look at what you look like now, where you have the appearance of a righteous monk. Sang Zhi said bitterly, "Women don't marry chickens and dogs, you can't become a demon just because you like a demon." ”

"Oh." Wu Guji replied indifferently, she suddenly remembered the scene when the two met a long time ago, when Sang Zhi seemed to have quarreled with her, blaming her for not choosing a female body rashly.

So......

She glanced at the Goddess Sang Zhi with a solemn expression, and then looked at the realm she was in, and the Heavenly God Palace was nothing more than that.

So sacred, so clean, without a speck of dust.

She remembered the small quiet place in the dungeon, and they all went the same way.

"Wu Gu Ji, did you listen to me?" Sang Zhi slapped the table angrily, Wu Guji's appearance of being out of the world was infuriating, especially the slight amplitude of the corners of her mouth, I don't know what she was thinking.

"I'm listening, and I agree with what you said." Wu Gu Ji sat precariously, "In the same way, if the demon marries a person, then he doesn't need to become a human for the sake of people. ”

Hearing this, Sang Zhi stood up in horror, and the crystal gem hanging from the laurel crown on her head trembled, which can imagine the anger in her heart.

"You actually speak for him? The big devil! ”

"Why can't I speak for him? He and I are now companions of Xiantu, whether it is the past, the present, or the future, we have long been integrated. ”

Wu Guji also stood up, tapped the desktop with the golden light of the glass with her fingertips, raised her head slightly, looked directly at Sang Zhi, and chuckled: "What the two want to get along with is to support each other and maintain themselves in coexistence." ”

She pointed to the sky, through the high and solemn dome: "It's like the stars of the universe, gravitationally surrounding each other, forming galaxies, patches of star fields, and finally an endless cosmic desolation." ”

Sang Zhi looked up, and saw the exquisite carved patterns on the high dome of the temple, which was the glory of their god race, and she pulled down her hand: "There is no right or wrong, it is you who have fallen into a miasma." There is no true self in the world, except God. ”

Sang Zhi's eyes on Wu Guji were still green, like a blue spring, and she smiled: "You are a creature blessed by the gods, so you will not be infected by evil, but if you can't keep it, it will be in vain for the gods' hard work." ”

"Huh?" Wu Guji didn't understand what she was saying.

"You'll find out right away." Sang Zhi was like an elder, raising her bare hand and stroking her forehead and slowly sliding to her eyes, "I believe that you are true love, but love, is not eternal happiness, but loss." ”

Wu Gu Ji pulled her hand down and said firmly: "I think that loss is also gain, because energy is conserved." ”

Sang Zhi laughed softly: "No wonder you can't turn into a god, it's that step that is the difference." Next, my sister will let you understand. ”

"Huh?" Wu Guji was a little suspicious, it turned out that she was helping herself to become a god, but ...... Don't be the kind of person who breaks off love...... Don't die.

"What's missing?"

"It's just a matter of words, I'm sorry, I can't tell you right now." Sang Zhi saw that she seemed to be bent on seeking the Tao, and mentioned slightly, "You are deeply ingrained in your heart and feel that everything can be structured, but the creation of cultivating immortals cannot be constructed, it is very mysterious, you must break the previous cognition and reshape your own soul in order to become a god." ”

"Oh." Wu Guji believes it a little, Yuan Ying reshapes his body, and he reshapes his soul, there is nothing wrong with it, but it is still so mysterious.

"Why can't you say it, I asked Xingyun, and he didn't say it."

Sang Zhi shook her head: "Although I don't like him, it's right for him to do this, the more he cultivates, the more he can't talk about it, this is a thing that hinders humanity." ”

"Huh?"

There was a big question mark on Wu Guji's head. She wrinkled her nose and pinched her fingers to count the time: "I should go, he already noticed." ”

Sang Zhi grabbed her hand: "Since you're here, why bother leaving." ”

"Sister Sang Zhi, you won't have a crush on me, will you?" Wu Guji suddenly didn't understand her intentions, and then said, "Or, you want me to be your follower?" ”

Sang Zhi just grabbed her and shook her head: "You can't be my believer, because we become gods together." ”

Thank you for your praise of me, but it's a pity that she only wants to become an immortal, not a god.

So, Wu Guji said with a hippie smile: "Then you have a crush on me?" I'm sorry, but although women are good, I seem to like men, or I happen to like men. ”

Sang Zhi just smiled and secretly squeezed hard to prevent her from breaking free.

"......" Wu Guji was a little speechless, she wanted to sacrifice a magic weapon and really fight with her.

There was a sound of breaking the sky outside, far away, but Wu Guji heard it.

As the owner of this room, Sang Zhi was naturally aware of it, and Sang Zhi did not panic, and opened her lips lightly, and a beautiful song sounded, and the carvings on the dome seemed to come to life, and birds and fish swam on the top.

Wu Guji's head immediately hurt, it was the same sound as in the dungeon, but this one was more direct and powerful, and she suddenly pulled out her hand and covered her ears.

It's so good, I can't stand it!

With a "click", Xingyun flew over with a sword in his hand: "Let Gu Ji go!" ”

"Oh, yes, you'll send her over again anyway." Sang Zhi transmitted, and the singing did not stop, lingering in the main hall, as if there was life and converging towards the stars. She was hopeless, but decided to try to convert the demon.

"Humph!" Xingyun spread his wings behind him, shattering those misty divine sounds, the demonic aura was deep, and he didn't eat it.

He ignored Sang Zhi as nothing, and turned his hand to help Wu Gu Ji, who was squatting on the ground and seemed to be in pain, and Wu Gu Ji leaned on him as soon as her body tilted: "Chanting the scriptures is so painful, don't listen to it." ”

"Well, don't listen." He hugged her tightly to his chest, his heartbeat reassuring her.

Sang Zhi wanted to stop them from leaving, but the attendants who poured in from the temple kept her composure, her hands flat on her stomach, and she stood straight.