After a little recollection of the picture in his memory, Chen Jing remembered the scene he saw when he was a child in the Thousand Mirrors before.

- It was when he was just one year old, and the whole family laughed and laughed that day. And his grandfather took a safety buckle and put it on his body.

After that, for as long as he can remember, Chen Jing has been wearing the peace buckle.

Until the first half of this year, one day, the safety buckle that had been worn for many years suddenly broke.

Because it was something left by his grandfather, although it was broken, Chen Jing still put it away.

Nowadays, it is also stored in a mustard seed sac.

Thinking of this, he immediately took out the mustard sac and rummaged through it. finally turned out the peace buckle.

Putting the pieces together and looking at them carefully, I also saw that one side of the peace buckle had a blood-colored word [wisdom].

As soon as he saw this word, Chen Jing was shocked.

"This is really exactly the same as the Zhiyu that Penglai Xiandao Little Sansheng threw to the world. ”

The skull of the old three saints of Penglai Xiandao was immortal at that time, gathered in the skull, and was carved into a yin and yang buckle, and each yin and yang buckle had a word.

They are, [Wisdom], [Martial Arts], and [Soul].

[Wisdom] represents the strongest insight, analysis, and prediction among the three saints, who can know the past and judge the future.

[Wu] represents the strongest combat power among the three saints, and with his physique alone, he can collapse the sky and destroy the earth, and he will be angry.

[Soul] represents the strongest soul power among the three saints, and the soul power can kill people invisibly, making people die unknowingly.

"It can't be a coincidence, right? Zhiyu was thrown into the world back then, how could it be so coincidental that it ran into my grandfather's hands?"

Chen Jing uses the accuracy rate to judge, but about Zhiyu, the accuracy cannot be measured at all. It's as if a fortune teller can't count himself, it's an absolute taboo zone.

"It's not true, if my safety buckle is not Zhiyu, then where does my accuracy ability come from?"

"Zhiyu's ability is the strongest insight, analysis, and prediction, and he can know the past and judge the future. And my accuracy ability, isn't that exactly the case?"

The ability to analyze right and wrong with accuracy seems to be linked to [Analytical Power].

Sometimes, it can also appear some text, and even lottery numbers, stock rise and fall can be predicted, which may be the ability to [know the past and judge the future].

But it may also be that it is broken, so its ability, Chen Jing does not have a comprehensive grasp.

At least [insight], Chen Jing didn't feel it.

If his safety buckle is not a yin and yang buckle, then where does the ability of accuracy come from, it doesn't make sense.

But if his peace buckle is the wisdom jade in the yin and yang buckle, then all this can be explained clearly.

"Who?"

Just as Chen Jing was intently observing the safety buckle, he suddenly saw a figure flickering in the corner of his eye.

When he looked up, he found a phantom sitting at the root of the tree.

And that phantom is the one who played chess with him in the dungeon before.

Suddenly, I saw that the phantom stretched out his hand and pointed in the air, and a halo popped out from the tip of his finger and fell on Chen Jing.

Chen Jing couldn't move involuntarily, so he could only let the aperture trap him.

After that, the brilliance shimmered, as if it had traveled through countless time and space.

He came to the top of a huge mountain like a turtle's back.

Beside him, a group of old men knelt down and begged.

Opposite him, there was a man in white who stepped on auspicious clouds, domineering, and a pair of eyes opened and closed with sharp light.

"Ask the angel to spare his life, we are willing to pay whatever it takes to exchange his life. ”

The old men kept kowtowing, breaking their heads, and the blood stained the ground red.

On the opposite side, beside the white-clothed man who stepped on the auspicious clouds, a gray-clothed man suddenly instigated: "Angels, don't forget the old three saints of the year, if you let them go today, in the future, when they grow up, they will be a group of disrespectful elders." How can such a white-eyed wolf be tolerated?"

The angel felt very reasonable, and suddenly reached out and grabbed a female doll in his hand, and choked his neck: "I don't want to say anything more, now give you two choices, either I will kill all your younger generations, or you will hand over the little three saints." ”

The old men continued to kowtow, they were powerless to resist, they could only put down their dignity and body, and beg each other for mercy and mercy.

But the more humble they were, the more the angel despised them.

"Your blood is worthless, even if you break your head, you don't want to move me. Today, the little three saints have to pay if they don't pay it. ”

As he spoke, the angel used his strength to choke the little girl's neck.

The girl could still cry at first, but as he squeezed it, her throat could not make a sound at all. Moreover, his face began to turn purple, and the intensity of his struggle gradually decreased.

- I was about to be strangled to death.

Chen Jing stood in the crowd and watched this scene, even though reason told him that this didn't seem to be his life.

But after being immersed in the scene, under the background of that atmosphere and environment, he had a sense of substitution that could not distinguish between reality and illusion.

He was in the same mood as everyone else, especially after he looked at the little girl's face that had turned purple.

Looking at it, the little girl's face suddenly changed to his sister's.

Turned into a tatana!

When he was dying, Ah Ying looked at him crying, wanting to call his brother, but his throat was choked and he couldn't shout at all.

Seeing this, Chen Jing suddenly exploded. Be at the end of one's forbearance.

The blue and gold qi on his arm exploded, and without saying a word, he jumped out of the crowd, galloped forward with the [Luo Shen Ethereal Step], and hit the angel with one punch.

The angel grabbed the little girl and threw it at him, but he caught it with his backhand and held it in his arms.

The little girl coughed, choking on blood.

"Ah Ying...... Ah Ying......"

Chen Jing shouted hoarsely, trying to wake up the girl.

But the moment the girl was thrown out by the angel, her throat had been crushed, and her soul had been shattered.

Chen Jing trembled, and tears rushed out uncontrollably.

"...... Aaron"

The anger in his heart suddenly seemed to be poured with a bucket of angry gasoline, boom, and the incomparable flames suddenly rushed into the sky, and in the raging flames, all his reason was burned, and all that was left was hatred as deep as the sea.

"I'll ...... your whole family"

Putting down Ah Ying's corpse, Chen Jing pulled out the three-legged moon incinerator and rushed forward angrily.

smashed at the angel, and even the man in gray was killed with him.

Hammer after hammer, smashing the angel into pulp, into ashes.

"Ahhhhh......h

He roared angrily, even if he stoned the angel to death, he still did not stop, his eyes staring into the distance with scarlet eyes, as if he wanted to kill all the people who were dressed in white and stepped on auspicious clouds.

Shout~

Suddenly, the picture of this place turned again, and a cold feeling came.

A drop of green liquid fell on Chen Jing's forehead, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw that he was back in the white pool of lotion.

Although he knew in his heart that the scene just now was an illusion, as soon as that emotion came up, it was really uncontrollable. Even at this point, the hatred has not dissipated.

Suddenly looking up, he looked at the phantom.

The phantom smiled at him, and that unfathomable smile seemed to carry infinite deep meaning.