In the previous life, Nanxian Feng once entered the Heavenly Dao Sword Pool and pulled out an ancient divine weapon, named "Juntian".

There are thousands of sword weapons in the Heavenly Dao Sword Pool, but among them, there are only nine of them.

Jun Tian Sword is one of them, and there is a Chengtian Sword, which was pulled out by the Emperor of the Kai Dynasty many years ago, and with this sword, he killed all directions, pacified the five continents, and later became the sword of successive emperors to suppress the luck of Tianque.

In other words, only by being recognized by the Chengtian Sword can he ascend to the throne and succeed to the throne.

The Juntian Sword standing side by side, although it does not have the aura of the emperor's order, it is also destined to be not ordinary. Nanxianfeng, which has been recognized by it, was honored as "Juntian Sword Venerable" in the previous life, and when Guo Ruyi died, his cultivation was close to sainthood.

This person is not easy to deal with.

Guo Ruyi frowned, although the trajectory of this life has changed, Nanxian Feng has not entered the way of the sword, but is practicing the sword technique with the sword master Sun Xingwu. But he lives in a simple place, has an indifferent heart, and is protected by a master in the supernatural realm, which is extremely difficult to calculate.

After thinking about it, she put the paper figure of Nanxianfeng back and picked up two more paper figures.

- Nanyin and Nanxian Rain.

The former is Nanming's half-sister, who basically had no impression in her previous life, and seemed to have no qualifications for cultivation, so she died early. The latter is Nan Xianfeng's second half-brother, a straw bale who bullies men and women and does all kinds of evil.

Either one, it doesn't seem to be worth dealing with. But if it is used well, perhaps, it can also become a wonderful poisonous move......

Guo Ruyi recalled the memories of his previous life, and some major events that were about to happen in the near future, and suddenly had a plan in his heart.

The corners of her lips curved, outlining an extremely bewitching arc, as if she was smiling.

But there is no temperature.

All of this planned in the shadows, she didn't plan to come forward in person. Even his own brother was sent to the Sifang Sect to cultivate, just to prevent him from getting involved in this turmoil.

Everything that happened to the Guo family made her palpitations, like falling into an ice cave.

However, it is absolutely impossible for her to succumb to the trajectory of fate and give up revenge.

No matter what, we can't be reconciled.

She felt that God had reborn her life to take revenge. Everything related to that demon must be destroyed in order to relieve hatred.

This matter has become a demonic obstacle in the heart, and if it cannot be eradicated, it will never be able to make progress.

Guo Ruyi's eyes flashed with a deep hatred.

"Even if you're really scrapped...... I'm going to pull out your minions little by little and push you all into the abyss......"

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"Childe, wake up......"

Ruan Xiaozhi gently shook Nan Ming's shoulder.

The man on the bed opened his eyes in a daze, and a flash of light outside the windowsill fell on his face, bringing warmth and warmth.

"Did I pass out again?"

Nan Ming asked softly, a breath of white air came out of his mouth, cold and piercing.

Ruan Xiaozhi hurriedly handed over a hot towel and covered his forehead: "Childe, don't force yourself anymore! Sister Fu came to see it just now, saying that you are weak in qi and blood, and you can't withstand strenuous exercise, especially you can't use spiritual power anymore, otherwise you ......."

"Help me up. ”

"Childe, you can't get out of bed!"

"Then, pour me a glass of water. ”

Ruan Xiaozhi poured a glass of warm water, Nan Ming took it slowly, and before he could reach his lips, his wrist suddenly shook.

"Smack!"

The cup shattered, and the water splashed all over the ground.

Ruan Xiaozhi hurriedly cleaned up the debris on the ground, and while cleaning up, his heart couldn't help but feel sour.

Son...... What a powerful person he used to be......

Since that incident, he has become a waste man who can't even hold a teacup, and he must be very uncomfortable in his heart, right?

Although he never said it, nor did he show it on his face.

Even as usual, he got up every morning to practice his sword, swinging and stabbing, and he was still so serious. Even in the face of the villain's ridicule and gossip, it was just a laugh.

It seems that the wind is light and the clouds are calm, and it seems that he does not care.

But......

When he happened to look at the bamboo sword in his hand, he was stunned. Or sit quietly on the Qiandao cliff at sunset, with an indescribable loneliness on his face.

Or, on a sleepless night, a man drinks alone to the moon.

Ruan Xiaozhi saw it in his eyes.

How could he not care? Childe just didn't want the people around him to worry, so he showed a cheerful and optimistic appearance, and he was so strong that it made people feel distressed.

She wanted to do something for him.

But she was just a little maid, clumsy and clumsy, and couldn't even say anything to explain.

The only thing you can do is to curse those bad people who made Childe become such a bad person in your heart, hoping that a thunder will come down from the sky and chop them all to death.

She brought another cup of tea, this time directly to Nan Ming's mouth, but saw him wave his hand.

"Twig, you go out. I want to be alone. ”

Nanming's voice was low.

Ruan Xiaozhi glanced at him worriedly, remembering Sister Fu's solemn instruction to "not let him be angry", so he obediently went out according to his words.

As the door slowly closed, the room became dark, deadly silent.

The "weakness" and "loneliness" on Nanming's face were swept away, and he turned into an expressionless and indifferent face. He opened his mouth wide and spat out a book with a black lacquer cover.

It was thick, with an ominous pattern on its hard cover, and a blood-colored hook.

He flipped to a page, which was already full of dense words, and then turned to the back and found a blank page—not a blank one, in fact, because a few lines had been written.

He bit his finger and was about to write in blood, but as soon as his finger reached out a little, the book jumped back and closed by itself with a "snap".

“...... Okay, okay. ”

Nan Ming shook his head helplessly, licked the blood back from his fingers, stretched out his hand, and the pen in the room automatically dipped in ink and fell into his hand.

Spread out the pages again, pick up the pen and continue writing.

“...... The jade bottle is extremely magical, giving birth to a drop of fairy spirit jade dew every day, dropping it on the elixir, it can instantly rise to five hundred years of medicinal age, feeding the spirit beast, and allowing it to transform. ”

He thought about it for a while, and crossed out "five hundred years" and changed it to five thousand years.

continued: "Wan Qi obtained this jade bottle and found its efficacy, like a treasure, and hid it in a precious and important place, not showing it to outsiders. He secretly thought that such a heavy treasure must be extraordinary, so he went back to that place to search, and if he really found a thousand-year-old vermilion fruit tree, he couldn't help but be overjoyed. The fruit of the tree is ripe, and it is guarded by a serpent......"

"After a lot of hardships, Wanqi finally defeated the spirit snake, took Zhu Guo and snake gall bladder, and returned to the house to refine a pot of medicine, take it, and cultivate it for a big rise......"

He writes at heart, writing whatever comes to mind.

Wild and unbridled.

Because he is now a "crippled person", he can't move around, and he is locked in the house all day to "recuperate", so he has to write novels and talk about it as a pastime in his spare time.

As for why he chose this "Senior Brother Wan" as the protagonist, it was naturally because the demon seed in his body had gradually sprouted.

The more negative emotions the demon seed absorbs, the sooner it can break out of its shell.

It happened that Wan Qi came over that day, called a visit, but it was actually a demonstration and temptation, and after putting down a bunch of nonsense that was not salty or light, he also left a strand of hair.

Nan Ming took this hair as a guide and began to write his story......

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The spring breeze is proud.

Wan Qi rode the dragon horse of the divine horse, and passed through the sky in the clouds, looking at the Lingtian medicine garden and the palace pavilion below, as if he was inspecting his territory.

The recent series of adventures made him feel like he was running from time to time, like he had become an illegitimate child of Heavenly Dao.

One night half a year ago.

For some reason, on a whim, he suddenly woke up from his meditation, went to the back mountain to wander, and picked up a jade bottle.

At that time, his feet slipped, and the back of his hand that should have been protected by aura was somehow grazed and bleeding by a branch.

The blood happened to drip on the jade bottle, and a message flowed into his mind, letting him know that the jade bottle had recognized its lord and had incredible use.

In order to verify its efficacy, he secretly conducted experiments on a medicine garden, and obtained a 5,000-year-old miracle medicine overnight.

At that time, his first reaction was not ecstasy, but extreme panic.

Such an incredible treasure was picked up like garbage by himself, is there really such a good thing in the world?

Not to mention whether there are side effects, if people know that they have a heavy treasure, I am afraid that they will immediately lead to death.

The lifespan of the Divine Realm is only 800, and the lifespan of entering the Holy Realm is only 5,000.

And a drop of jade liquid in this bottle can instantly give birth to a 5,000-year-old elixir...... It is conceivable that even the old monster who enters the saint will be shaken!

After trembling like this for half a month, and being sure that the matter of getting the jade bottle was not leaked, Wan Qi gradually put his mind at ease, and when he used it, he was more careful.

Another night on a whim.

For some reason, he always felt that there was something else in the back mountain that attracted him, so he couldn't help but go again.

This time, a thousand-year-old vermilion tree was found, and dozens of fruits on the tree were ripe and exuded a strange fragrance.

Wan Qi fell into panic again.

Such a big sacred tree was placed in the back mountain, and it was not discovered for so many years, why was it encountered by himself?

He instinctively felt that something was wrong, and even wondered if he was dreaming, so he didn't dare to pick it for a while, turned around and left.

However, after several days, there was no movement, and thinking of Zhu Guo's miraculous effect, he couldn't help but itch in his heart, so he returned to the back mountain.

When he was about to pick, he found that there was a spirit snake guarding the tree. That spirit snake cultivator can't see through it, it seems to be different from himself, and he should be able to win it after a fierce battle.

Wan Qi breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that things were still within the acceptable range. Such a spiritual object, if you can get it by raising your hand, it is really pie in the sky.

After several days of hard fighting, he finally beat the spirit snake to its death, took the snake gall, picked the zhu fruit, and refined it in the Dan furnace for more than half a month, refining a furnace of the best Tongyuan Dan, one grain can increase the cultivation for decades.

"Hahaha......"

On the day of Dancheng, he couldn't help the ecstasy in his heart and looked up to the sky and smiled.

Then came a months-long retreat.

Wan Qi's cultivation was already in the middle of the Lingshu Realm, and he thought that with the help of the elixir, he would rush to the peak in one fell swoop, but he could save hundreds of years of hard cultivation.

And when he got out of the customs, he accidentally fell, and he had an epiphany, awakened his own supernatural powers, and then stepped into the supernatural realm in one fell swoop!

The Divine Power Realm is already a very important figure in Wucheng, and now he is really complacent, and he has changed his previous cautious attitude and began to regard himself as the next mansion.

The mother-in-law of the golden hairpin is not a director, the Yunhua fairy does not fight for power, and when Baicao Zhenren disappeared, as his disciple, the Wan Qi Dynasty was in charge of the rights, and no one raised any objections.

Now, he was inspecting his territory, flying through the clouds and fog under the awe-inspiring and adoring gazes of his disciples, and his mood was fluttering as if he was in a dream.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a courtyard beneath his feet, and he remembered the boy who had stuck him in his throat......

"Ling Xiao Sword?"

It's just a flash in the pan, the luck is not good, and it falls to the clouds in a blink of an eye, and it falls into mud and dust. Now that I think about it, it was really funny that I was angry with him at the beginning.

He is no longer qualified to stand in front of him.