"Good, good!" The cadaver said three good words in a row, but there was no follow-up.

Consciousness suddenly turned, a darkness appeared in front of him, and the first thing that caught his eye was the familiar lake, which was a half-crescent, clear, translucent, without a trace of other impurities. The shore of the lake is sprinkled with a lot of white sand, fine white, smooth, and shimmering with charming fluorescence. The shore of the lake is washed by the breeze and clouds. If the space used to be like a large farm, now it is a grassland, a vast grassland that cannot be seen at a glance. The original wooden house has been replaced by a secluded courtyard, and the lush fruit trees exude the scent of fruit.

"This is ......" Sang Yu looked at the dry corpse in surprise, and still sat motionless on the chair, not even changing his eyes, but his body suddenly made a "creaking" sound, the dry corpse seemed to be filled with water, and began to become full, and in an instant, a man in a Confucian robe stood in front of her, with unruly eyes like an eagle falcon, the whole person was full of ambition and sharpness, and Sang Yu looked even more small under his height of one meter nine.

Looking at this magical scene, Sang Yu grew his mouth, and asked tentatively in disbelief: "Are you ......?"

The dry corpse, no, should be called a man in a Confucian shirt now, but his demeanor was very calm, as if he had experienced this kind of scene many times, and he said: "This is my real appearance, and here, don't you know better than me?" ”

"Who the hell are you!" After sorting out his mood, there was shock hidden under his calm and waveless face.

"A man who has lived for many years, or rather. The Living Dead! Speaking of this, the man in the Confucian shirt laughed lowly, with a vast sense of sadness, Sang Yu was impressed by the breath from eternity, and his consciousness was unstable, as if he was going to fall into that deep desolation forever, and fell to the ground, his head touched the hard soil, and he suddenly woke up. I provoked a terrible existence today.

"The aura here is really mediocre. There are no exercises, no pills, no spirit grass, and only you will be a treasure! The man in the Confucian shirt looked at the mulberry on the ground with disdain. He turned around and walked into the only thatched hut. Inside, you'll find the basics of how to get started. It is indeed appropriate to describe himself as poor, but Sang Yu is not a greedy person. This is still snatched from other people's hands, it's good to have it, and you still care if others leave it for you.

Keeping up with him, not flattering, not afraid, as if they were equal beings, although only Sang Yu himself thought so.

With a wave of his long sleeves, the jade slips on the worn bookshelf were all turned into ashes, and there were words in his mouth: "Garbage, all of them are garbage!" ”

After speaking, he opened a pill, this used to be the most basic small pill in the cultivation realm, which could enhance the physique of cultivators in the Qi refining period, and now only this bottle has been preserved in the entire space, seeing that it was about to be crushed by the man, Sang Yu pounced, held the jade bottle in his hand, and tried to make his tone a lot softer: "Senior, your vision is high, and the younger generation does not dare to say much, but this time is different from the past, the aura is lacking, even if it is a small pill, it is a treasure that cannot be found." "You don't feel sorry for me, I feel sorry, Sang Yu didn't say the second half of the sentence, but he said it himself, so he won't worry about anything with a junior!

However, there is an eventuality in everything, and that man is the eventual, and his mouth is full of words: "But Erer." With a relaxing pinch, she crushed the jade bottle in her hand, Sang Yu heard her heart dripping blood, and the crunchy sound echoed in her ears, how could her little Huandan become garbage!

"Put away your expression, a bottle of Xiao Huandan, it won't kill you!" The man in the Confucian shirt didn't think so, Sang Yu forced himself to calm down, he knew that today, he should have eaten the little pill early, at least he was the one who ate it in his stomach, and no one could take it away!

"Such a small family, no wonder there is no luck to add to it, so you can only make a small fuss!" The look in the Confucian shirt man's eyes towards Sang Yu was called disgust and contempt.

Sang Yu had nothing to say, he could only watch him turn all his collections into ashes, then he stopped, sat on the only remaining wooden bed in the whole room, and looked at Sang Yu with a calm face: "Reverse time, do you want to know why you were chosen?" ”

"I don't know." Sang Yu shook his head, this person is very evil, and it is reasonable to know that he is reborn, if he says that he is reincarnated as a Da Luo Jin Immortal, Sang Yu may be able to believe it now.

"Foolishness! Stupidity! Rotten wood cannot be carved! A series of swearing words without dirty words came out of his mouth, and Sang Yu was thick-skinned, so he pretended that he hadn't heard anything, and he couldn't understand it anyway! That crepe word, as soon as you hear it, it is an ancient language, anyway, future generations will not learn it, no matter what you say, I just don't understand, what can you do to me!

"I can't play the piano to the cow, I'm afraid of you." The man in the Confucian shirt waved his hand, held his long sleeves, and said slowly: "I'm afraid that the son of luck has appeared, and although you have luck, you have always been defeated by the son of luck, you can only do some small things under his nose, and you will lose all the games if you are not careful. The man in the Confucian shirt shook his head again and again, and his eyes had a different look at this time.

Looking at Sang Yu, but it was like looking at others, and the heavy pressure made Sang Yu breathless.

"Anyway, you and I are destined to meet each other, and I also have a request, only if you are strong, this can be realized." The man in the Confucian shirt took off the tail ring in his hand, and there was a heart-shaped hollow bell that seemed to be made of silver, with some delicate patterns carved on the front, and the back was rubbed and darkened, and there was something looming in the heart-shaped bell, but the hollow hole was too small for her to see clearly.

Although he knew that this thing was unusual at a glance, Sang Yu didn't immediately agree, who knows what he would let him do, be careful, relive a lifetime, don't look much, the only thing that grows is to run for his life and observe words: "I don't know what the seniors want the juniors to do, the juniors say ugly things in front, take my life, don't do it!" More than I can do, don't do it! ......" Before Sang Yu could finish speaking, the man snorted softly, stood up from the wooden bed, and looked down on Sang Yu.

"With your current ability, you really can't do anything! If you don't meet me, your cultivation can only stagnate in the foundation building period, and if you want to go further, it will never be possible. The man in the shirt sneered.

Sang Yu was shocked in her heart, why can't she continue to cultivate the truth, why can she only stagnate in the foundation building period, since she knew the beauty of cultivation, she thought that she could go further, if she stopped building the foundation, it was like a fly blocked in her throat, stuck uncomfortable and disgusting.

"Why?" Sang Yu jumped up and looked at the man levelly. (To be continued......)