With all kinds of thoughts turning in his heart, Wan Qi lowered the clouds and went to the courtyard.

In the courtyard, Ruan Xiaozhi was boiling a pot of hot water.

Childe came out to practice swords again today, although he didn't faint as usual, he also practiced weakly, and cold sweat was dripping on his forehead. According to Sister Fu, he is weak and cold, and it will be much better to drink hot water.

She was about to go back to the house with hot water, but she was stunned when she saw a majestic dragon horse descending from the sky.

And when he saw the man who came down immediately, his little hand shook, and the whole kettle fell to the ground.

"Childe, Childe, that bad guy is here again......"

She walked like a fly, which was what Nanming taught her some cultivation methods when she was bored, so that she was strong and strong, and her movements were more refreshing when she chopped wood, boiled water, and cleaned the house.

It was precisely because of the cultivation of the Body Refining Realm that he felt even more frightened in the face of the vast aura of the Ten Thousand Seven Divine Power Realm.

Wan Qi didn't stop her, and he didn't pay attention to her.

On the contrary, he enjoyed it a little, and this kind of king-like sense of prestige made the weak feel panicked, which would bring him a little fun.

He didn't know if this was a demon, but even if he went into the evil path, he didn't care - as long as he had the power in his hands, let him go high and the sea, where could he not control his own destiny?

It's a big deal to go far and fly high, and with the cultivation of the Divine Power Realm, you can also start a sect.

Thinking like this leisurely, Wan Qimai walked in the door and saw Nan Ming lying on the bed.

Nan Ming is holding a book, holding a pen and writing something.

Seeing Wan Qi push the door in, he didn't look up, just closed the book and stopped writing.

"Senior Brother Nanming is really good Yaxing, sick in bed and interested in reading. ”

Wan Qi Shi Ran walked over, with a condescending and victorious pity in his tone.

Now there is no entanglement of interests, and he is not completely ridiculed, but really has a little pitiful meaning.

At the same time, there is a different kind of pleasure.

It's just that the calm expression on Nan Ming's face discounted this pleasure: "It's just that I have nothing to do, write some gadgets to pass the time, it's not worth mentioning." Senior brother is here, is there something going on?"

"I'm also idle, let's see if you, junior brother, are recovering. ”

Wan Qi smiled and seemed to mention it inadvertently, "In another year, it will be the period of the Martial Arts Meeting." If the famous 'Ling Xiao Sword' can't play, I'm afraid it will disappoint many people. ”

"Xuegong Martial Arts?"

"Oh, the junior brother doesn't know yet, this is a ten-year competition in the school palace, and the purpose is to test the cultivation results of the school disciples. First in the city branch selection, the winner will go to the Tianque headquarters to compete for the ranking......"

"I see. ”

Nan Ming yawned, not at all interested, "Then I wish Senior Brother a victory and come out on top." ”

"I'm already in the know, so I don't have to take part in the first try. It's you—"

His tone was light and light, which made Wan Qi feel suffocated for a while, as if his fist had hit the air, "What, isn't the junior brother going to participate?"

"Childe's body is so weak, how can he still go to the martial arts competition? You don't have a good heart!" Ruan Xiaozhi couldn't help but say.

Wan Qi glanced at her: "Senior brother, you maid don't understand the rules, the master speaks, when is it the turn of the next person to intervene?" If you can't discipline her, there are still some beautiful women in my house, a hundred times more sensible than this little girl, why don't I send you a few ......?"

Ruan Xiaozhi bit her lip, her face turned red, then turned pale again, and looked at Nan Ming nervously.

"This is not a matter of worrying about Senior Brother. ”

Nan Ming touched her head, and had no plans to change toys for the time being, but just shook his head, "I'm a little tired, if senior brother is fine, let's get busy first." The matter of the Xuegong Martial Arts Association, let's talk about it in a year, how about it?"

Naked send-off.

Wan Qi faintly has a feeling that the other party does not take himself in his eyes. It was this feeling that made him feel uncomfortable, and there was an inexplicable evil fire in his heart, but there was nowhere to vent it.

In the end, I had to leave in a huff.

......

......

Summer goes to winter, and half a year has passed in the blink of an eye.

On a snowy morning, Granny Jinchai's life span came to an end, with white hair and a peaceful face sitting in the mountains and forests.

Many saw him off.

Even disciples who don't know each other on weekdays feel the same mourning.

In the face of the leaderless medicine mansion, Wan Qi finally got his wish, and under the recommendation of the rest of the mansions, he was appointed by the Tianque headquarters and became the new lord of the medicine mansion.

In the past six months, his cultivation has risen like chicken blood.

Obviously, he didn't cultivate much, but he still rushed all the way to the peak of the Divine Power Realm, and he was only one step away from entering the Holy Realm.

Such an incredible speed of cultivation, even if you look through the history books, there is no record.

Wan Qi's heart was half joyful and half panicked.

Even if he cultivated the magic skill, it was impossible for him to enter the realm so amazingly. He wondered if something was wrong with him, but he didn't dare to ask anyone, those faint shadows had not appeared for a long time, and he felt that he was neither in a demon nor in a dream.

It's just that everything is so easy that it makes him feel unreal.

However, this feeling slowly faded over time.

It didn't take long for Wan Qi to meet a graceful female cultivator when he was out on an errand.

Wan Qi is not a chick who has never seen a woman. But the first time he saw her, he had practiced for nearly a hundred years, and he had a heart-pounding feeling. After just a few days of getting along, he felt that this was his destined fate.

The two soon became a Taoist couple and lived a life like a fairy couple.

Everything is so complete, just like the protagonist written in the novel, who walks to the pinnacle of life effortlessly, making people fall into a dream.

Until one night.

The familiar feeling of whim reappeared, and Wan Qi woke up in horror from his meditation, feeling a burst of restlessness.

He involuntarily got up, came to the foot of the mountain, walked aimlessly through the rows of houses, and finally stopped outside a courtyard gate.

Of course he recognized the yard.

At the beginning, when he was still a disciple of the Lingshu Realm, he was ordered by his master to run errands a few times.

Now that things are people, his cultivation has long surpassed the original Baicao Zhenren, and his status is different from the past. The Ling Xiao Sword, who had made him jealous and jealous, had also become a wasted person, and he was not at the same level as himself.

But why do you still feel a palpitation when you stand in front of the door?

Wan Qi pressed the uneasiness in his heart and pushed the door straight in.

In the cold moonlight, the swing swayed slightly under the trees. The wind blew through the cracks in the windows and let out a low whimper.

Nan Ming fell asleep on the desk.

On the desk was a black book spread out, the last line of ink still dry.

Wan Qi glanced at it inadvertently, and he couldn't take his eyes off it anymore.

“...... How interesting would it be if he found out that his life was written by someone else? Tonight, on a whim, he went into this courtyard and finally discovered the truth. ”

That's the last sentence.

Wan Qi gasped, and his fingers holding the pages gradually began to tremble.

He jerked the whole book over, page after page, and read it carefully over and over again.

Then I finally became convinced that what was written on it was everything I had experienced in the past year, and even the secret words in the room with the Taoist companion, which were absolutely impossible for others to know, were exactly the same.

A chill that froze through the bone marrow, wisps of vines on the back, like the breath of a poisonous snake.

It's not interesting at all.

Wan Qi raised his eyes to look at Nan Ming who was lying on the desk.

In his eyes, there was unconcealed horror and fear.

He quickly looked away again, as if he feared that it would disturb the man's sleep, though he knew that it was only self-deception—what was the use of covering it up if it was what he imagined?

"Goo. ”

Swallowing his spit with difficulty, he forced himself to compose himself and picked up the pen on the table.

Always experiment anyway.

As he lifted the pen, he took another deep breath, the tip of the pen trembling, and carefully landed on the page.

"Wan Qi broke through to the Holy Realm. ”

The pen and ink have just fallen.

The spiritual power in his body skyrocketed, and he instantly broke through the limit of the Divine Power Realm, and a clear understanding rose in his heart, as if he had a thorough understanding of all medicinal properties and toxicology.

The so-called sanctification is to reach the ultimate state on a certain path, and only then can it be called holy.

On this basis, if one can further understand one's own mind and reach the realm of enlightenment, one can be called "Most Holy."

Wan Qi was originally a poisonous person who was cultivated since childhood, and he tried countless drugs with his own body, and now he has entered the Tao with poison, which is an evil way that takes the edge of the sword, and it is extremely difficult to achieve it.

But under this one, it only takes a moment.

Wan Qi's hand holding the pen was trembling.

There was a sudden thunderclap in the sky, and the electric snakes danced wildly in the clouds, and the silhouettes of window flowers flickered on the ground.

This is the thunder tribulation that advanced to the Holy Realm.

The loud noise made Wan Qi tremble, and he quickly took the pen and crossed out the line of words he had just written. The thunder tribulation in the sky immediately stopped, and he suddenly felt empty in his body, and he had only experienced a few breaths of cultivation in the Holy Realm, and he had already disappeared.

Now, I can't help but believe it......

It turns out that everything I have obtained is just a few words from the pen of others, which can be written down or erased. At this moment, he had deep doubts about his own existence, his past and even his thoughts and thoughts in the present.

If everything is manipulated, then what's the point of his existence?!

Wan Qi's chest rose and fell violently, and his eyes changed from panic and fear to woodenness, and then gradually became ruthless.

Cultivators do not believe in the Mandate of Heaven.

He picked up the pen again, and his mind was about to write the words of great rebellion that he would incarnate into the way of heaven in the book of fate, but before he could put pen to paper, the pen in his hand had been pinched.

He looked up tremblingly, but saw that Nan Ming had woken up, and a hint of a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Senior brother, you can't be too greedy, you will be discovered by 'it'. ”

Wan Qiqiang endured the fright, and immediately launched his supernatural power - shrinking the ground into inches!

His figure disappeared in an instant, and appeared in front of Nan Ming in an instant, and the punch with all his strength was already attached to his heart, and the fierce force escaped, shaking the entire room with a rumbling sound, almost collapsing.

Hit!

However, there was no joy on Wan Qi's face.

Because Nan Mingsheng received this punch, his body didn't shake, as if the full force of the cultivator of the Divine Realm was a blow, and to him it was just an ant's bite, and he didn't even bother to care about a look.

Wan Qi knelt on the ground in despair, and his heart was full of despair.