The land of the Void Kun.

The sky is blue and the wind is light, the white clouds are leisurely, the green grassland is undulating like waves, and the winding river flows slowly, leisurely and quietly.

Between the clouds in the sky.

Pavilions, kites and paper kites, innocent girls chasing and playing, laughter like silver bells and pleasant, like a fairy tale dreamland.

A certain exquisite room.

With a sweet smile, Yao Xiaoyou gently pushed open the door, and walked into the room with a bowl of medicinal food that emitted glow and smelled the soul of calm.

She wears a black double ponytail, a crown of flowers on her head, a short blue skirt, over-the-knee white socks, her cheeks are like peach blossoms, her face is always a little coquettish, delicate and lovely, and her bright and innocent eyes seem to never have a sad face.

On the bed, there was a burly and sturdy flat-headed figure lying quietly, with his eyes closed, his face cold and hard, and his brows slightly furrowed.

Like a sleeping primeval beast, the domineering masculine aura that inadvertently exuded filled the entire room, making Yao Xiaoyou feel as if he had walked into the depths of a volcano, his face was red, and his heart was beating faster.

"This guy, I haven't seen him for a while, how does it feel like a different person. ”

Yao Xiaoyou patted his full chest with a frightened look, spit out his fragrant tongue, a cunning look flashed in his eyes, closed the door, and gently walked to the side of the bed and sat down.

Putting down the medicinal food in her hand, she made a few strokes, and the soup spoon loosened to Jiang Wuye's mouth,

I don't know why.

The closer she got, the more her hands trembled uncontrollably, and her breathing became more and more rapid.

Soon, the soup spoon was in his mouth, and he was only close to touching Jiang Wuye's mouth.

"Patriarch Yao?"

A lazy voice sounded, interrupting Yao Xiaoyou's movements, and the temperature of the room quickly decreased, as if walking into a piece of cold ice.

Ye Anchen, who was dressed in white, yawned and walked in, his cold eyes and Yao Xiaoyou's somewhat embarrassed and flustered eyes stared together.

"Hey, Miss Ye. ”

Yao Xiaodemon took back the soup spoon, like a child who had been discovered for doing something bad, and he didn't dare to look at Ye Anchen's eyes, and whispered: "This is the Three Treasures Calming Soup, which is very beneficial to the recovery of soul trauma." ”

"Oh, where did the water come from? ”

Ye Anchen replied lightly,

"It's a kind of divine water that I collect~"

Yao Xiaoyou pinched the corner of her skirt, quite aggrieved, but her tone seemed a little lacking in confidence.

"Believe it or not, if you really give him this soup, when he wakes up, not only will he not thank you, even if he can't hurt you, this place will be turned upside down by him, and it will be ......"

Ye Anchen sat opposite Yao Xiaoyou, his beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and reminded: "The water of the Void Kun Clan's Mother River can only be used with the consent of the guests, and no matter where the Void Kun Clan is, they have always adhered to this group training.

Patriarch Yao took advantage of the danger of others like this and violated the training of the group, isn't he afraid of being punished by Xukun?"

"Diluted~"

Careful thinking was recognized, Yao Xiaoyou waved his hand awkwardly and said: "There is no such effect, at most it makes people beautiful and their bodies more perfect."

After a few doses of medicine, not only will the injury be healed, but he will also be as beautiful as us, or as beautiful as Miss Ye, and he will also be a man, and then hehehehe......"

Speaking of the back, she disappeared with embarrassment, her eyes full of little stars, and she had a foolish smile on her face.

"Please also ask Patriarch Yao to put away this thought, and I will treat his injuries. ”

Ye Anchen listened to Yao Xiaoyou's words, and the more he listened to it, the more strange his face became, and he couldn't understand what kind of strange hobby this Void Kun patriarch was.

Maybe it was that kind of "beautiful" picture in her mind, and with her calm heart, she couldn't help but get goosebumps, shivered, and quickly interrupted Yao Xiaoyou's laughter.

"Ahem. ”

Noticing his gaffe, Yao Xiaoyou hurriedly coughed dryly to stop laughing.

Knowing in her heart that with Ye Anchen here, her plan for today was in vain, so she reluctantly glanced at Jiang Wuye who was sleeping, picked up the medicinal soup and walked out of the room step by step.

However, before going out, she turned back to Ye Anchen and said confidently: "When he wakes up, I will convince him, regardless of men and women, he will definitely not dislike himself for becoming more perfect." ”

"Oh, good luck then. ”

Ye Anchen yawned and shook his head speechlessly, if you want this bear to agree to that kind of thing, you might as well ask him to cut himself, maybe it will be easier to achieve.

Squeak~

The door closed, Ye Anchen returned to the bedside, and looked at Jiang Wuye, who was frowning and gritting his teeth, his face was pale, and his soul seemed to be suffering greatly.

After staring for a moment, she didn't say anything, and sat quietly to the side, white light blooming in her hand, and a delicate gong appeared.

"Bell~Bell~Bell~"

After a while, the sound of a gong with a strange rhythm sounded in the room.

Tranquil and peaceful, like a beam of light shining into the dark hell, slowly dispels pain and madness, and guides lost souls to find their way home.

When the girls of the Xukun tribe who were playing nearby heard the gentle sound of the gong, they all stopped involuntarily, squinted their eyes, smiled with their little faces, and were immersed in the sound of the gong.

The sound of the gong for seven consecutive days.

On the eighth day, it finally dissipated.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the next stop is the Spring and Autumn Dead North Station, and passengers who want to get off the Kun should prepare in advance.

Friendly reminder, there is an evil god disaster in this domain. ”

When Yao's little demon's sweet voice sounded again, echoing in the Land of Void.

The door of Jiang Wuye's sleeping house opened again, and Ye Anchen, whose face was as pale as paper, walked out.

Her eyes were closed and opened, her eyelashes were frosty, and her whole body was trembling uncontrollably, as if she was in the ice and snow, and she was about to faint from the cold.

She held a palm-sized black jade jar in her hand, leaned against the wall weakly, raised her head and took a big sip, her face gradually turned bloody, and the trembling of her body gradually stopped.

"Hiccup~"

In a moment, she burped, her face became ruddy, she put away the jade jar, and as if she was drunk, she staggered towards the blue light-lit square.

on the square.

Through the dazzling blue light, a thin figure with black eyes and a black coffin on his back could be vaguely seen.

Half a day later.

Jiang Wuye, who had been asleep for eight days, woke up before Yao Xiaoyou stretched out his "claws" again.

"Patriarch Yao, I'm very satisfied with the way I am now, and I'm sure I don't need to be like you said, thank you for your kindness. ”

Speechlessly, he persuaded Yao Xiaoyou, who instilled all kinds of nonsense and strange remarks into him.

Jiang Wuye rubbed his still somewhat drowsy head and got out of bed.

Out of the corner of his eye, a piece of paper sat on the counter next to the bed.

Jiang Wuye's heart moved, thinking of the lazy figure in white clothes, he frowned slightly, picked it up and read it.

The handwriting is crooked, and it can even be said to be scribbled, not to mention any beauty, but to give people a sense of listlessness and weakness -

"Treat you for seven days, take seven jars of blood from you, oh, don't worry, it's an ordinary treasure liquid, you won't be stingy with this reward, right?

Well, that's it, there is something temporary, don't look for me, there will be a period later. ”

In just one sentence, simple and clear, no doubt, no reason, it really seems to be a normal transaction between a patient and a doctor.

It's just that......

"Slut of sweet and tender grain, Lao Tzu's life is worth seven cans of blood?

I don't know whether to be angry or laughing.

Jiang Wuye's expression was strange, he burned the letter paper with a fire, scolded and scolded, and his heart was inexplicably warm.

&n On that day, he forcibly used Yuan Tu Sen Luo Ridge, although he killed the group of immortal Dao miscellaneous and killed only a pair of dog men and women, but due to lack of strength, the hardware could not keep up with the software, and suffered an unprecedented backlash.

Nearly eight days.

The soul is dragged into the abyss and hell by countless souls, day and night, all the time, suffering from bites and erosion, struggling in the endless dark sea, unable to return to the true self.

If it weren't for the second-ascension of the Brute Bear True Ancestor's will to guard the assistance, and Ye Anchen's key light guidance that went to hell.

I'm afraid that his soul has long been extinguished by a wave, not to mention returning to his true self after eight days of tenacious struggle, I am afraid that he will die completely on the first day.

If you have kindness to repay your kindness, don't be a white-eyed wolf, this point, he has never forgotten in his previous life and this life, and he has always pursued it.

When he was in Qinghe Village, the land god saved his life, and he always remembered that if he had the opportunity in the future, he would definitely have to pay it back.

Although Ye Anchen was crazy, or maybe he had some unknown purpose, he also saved his life, which is undeniable.

This grace, he, too, has been noted.

After closing the door and sitting back on the bed, Jiang Wuye subconsciously used his perception to probe the vertebrae behind him.

It's dark and dull, it's ordinary.

But under the calm, it seems that there is an endless hell, deep and endless, exuding an evil and depraved aura, which makes the soul tremble.

Attract the power of the ancient hell, the higher the cultivation, the more traction, and the Divine Hidden Realm can be used......

Jiang Wuye's eyes flickered, thinking of the evil supernatural power derived from the mysterious vertebrae of Yuan Tu Sen Luo's spine, he shuddered with palpitations and withdrew his perception.

The two domineering and unparalleled techniques of Xiong Ba Tianxia and Eight Fierce True Gang Engines will make people feel at the top.

And this supernatural power, losing one's mind is light, bad luck, and it will be directly lost, and the little life is gone!

He made up his mind in his heart that before he reached the Divine Hiding Realm, he would never use it again unless he really reached a situation where the fish was dead and there was no way to retreat.

The Divine Hidden Realm corresponds to the realm of the Great True Man of the Immortal Dao, also known as the Divine Fetus Realm!

Perceive the hidden door of creation in the body, blast open the door with the full and mellow essence of the True Gang Realm, blend the innate creation qi contained in it, cast the martial arts god fetus, and give birth to all kinds of incredible physical powers.

As for this kind of supernatural power, it is not that it is a specific one, but it is determined according to the attributes of the martial arts true gang that they have cultivated, and it varies from person to person.

For example, Han Heng, who had been in contact with him, his martial arts true gang was cast by sword intent, so after using the sword gang to open the door of creation and casting the divine fetus, what he obtained was the divine power related to swordsmanship.

In the same way, if Jiang Wuye casts a divine fetus with the qi of the fusion of thunder and thunder in the future, he will naturally obtain the Thunder Dao Divine Power.

It's just that......

"Finally!"

With a light call, the familiar final panel emerged, clearly showing his current strength data.

"Jiang Wuye-

Martial arts:

Bear dominates the world, dominates the bear to open the city (cannot be improved)

Eight Fierce True Gang Engine, Eight Gang Calamity Yang Realm (not upliftable)

Emperor God Desolate Bone: Purgatory, Yuan Tu Sen Luo Ridge (not upliftable)

Positive energy: 150. ”

It took more than 1,000 positive energy for Xiong Batianxia to break to the second layer, and it took him a total of 8,000 positive energy for the Eight Fierce True Gang Engine, and each Gang was not less than 1,000 positive energy.

According to the law of positive energy consumed by the previous great realm improvement.

Jiang Wuye speculated that in order to open the door of creation, reach the Divine Hidden Realm, and cast the fetus of supernatural powers, he still needed to prepare at least 10,000 points of positive energy, and there was only more, not less!

As for normal cultivation.

Jiang Wuye calculated the time and resources needed, and decisively chose to give up.

If you have talent, you don't need it, and you choose penance, which is a two-stroke behavior, and it is not worth advocating.

"Damn, if you hadn't gone crazy when you were in the Xuanhuang Death Domain, and slaughtered a few more cities, wouldn't you ......have taken off now?"

patting his head, Jiang Wuye smacked his lips, and was a little hungry for a while.

However, it's just a matter of thinking.

If it were really to be put back at that time, he would probably make the same choice, otherwise, his thoughts would not be clear, and it would be more uncomfortable than killing him.

To be born as a human being, to be remembered as a human being.

He has always kept this sentence in his heart.

As a person, you can not be a great hero or a great man who cares about the common people and saves the suffering.

But he is obviously capable, but he chooses to watch his fellow clan in deep trouble and be treated like pigs, dogs, and ants, wantonly slaughtering and playing with inaction, and he is also known as being dedicated to the Tao and untouched by mundane things.

What kind of bullshit is that?

This kind of person who has no concept of racial honor and disgrace in his heart, and forgets his roots, even if he goes far, is just a simple puppet of power.

Anyway, with Jiang Wuye's concept of being a person, he really couldn't think of what it meant to live like that.

"Maybe I'm not grown up yet?"

Thoughts fluctuated, and Jiang Wuye thought of a sentence from his previous life - children only talk about good and evil, and adults only talk about pros and cons.

Kids?

Oh, Lao Tzu is obviously a teenager!

Laughing at himself, Jiang Wuye didn't think about it anymore, got up and opened the door, the breeze was blowing, and the blue sky and grassland came into view.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the next stop, Anyang Daoyu South Station, passengers who want to get off Kun, please prepare in advance. ”

A pillar of blue light struck the Advent Square.

In the canopy, there are thousands of mountains and rivers, and the scene of the world.

"The holiday is over. ”

Looking at the familiar Anyang domain, Jiang Wuye stretched his waist, the corners of his mouth rose, smiled slightly, and strode towards the direction of the advent square.

Compared to that sentence, he prefers another very stupid and naïve sentence -

May you go away for half your life and come back as a teenager.