In fact, Wudao also knows what Xia Luoyi wants to say, but for Wudao, this feeling is very strange, obviously he knows that Xia Luoyi has another idea about himself, and can even guess it, but he doesn't know why his heart is as if it is separated, as if he looks at the relationship between himself and Xia Luoyi from the perspective of a third person, to be precise, it is a completely indifferent attitude, as if he is not controlling this body, but he does not have a little rejection, as if it should be like this. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

And not only with Xia Luoyi, but also with Ziyu, he knew that Ziyu would definitely be tortured if he was arrested when he was in the Zi family, but he was very indifferent to this, just told her that he would definitely save her, and he also used the need to raise his cultivation to the Rongyuan period, so that he could use a safer excuse to persuade himself to be patient for the time being, this is a very strange mentality, on the one hand, he wanted to help her, not only because she was an innate sword spirit body, but on the other hand, he was very indifferent to everything she had suffered, as if it was none of his business, and even later he apologized to her and said that he was late, I just subconsciously wanted to lie and maintain my image as a good person, but in fact, when I saw her appearance, I didn't feel any emotion in my heart, as if she had nothing to do with me at all, just to make an appearance and punish the people of the Zi family.

Wudao felt that he couldn't sleep at all at this time, because he felt that all this was a little strange, what was wrong with him, why did he behave so weirdly, just like a hypocrite, saying one thing and doing another, just to maintain his superficial image?

There is also the Dao Heart Cultivation Demon Technique, and with his own cultivation, a doubt gradually appeared in his heart, when did he get this exercise?

Although he remembered the scene of the dispute with Wutian because of the Dao Heart Cultivation Technique, he didn't remember at all when he got this exercise, was it when he betrayed the sect? But at that time, his cultivation was already thorough, did he need to sneak around and get such a book?

Then why didn't you study this exercise carefully, but felt so strange that you didn't even know what it was for?

And the most critical point is that now I feel very strange to practice this exercise, as if I should have practiced this exercise, although at first it was a feeling of necessity, but with the cultivation of this period of time, I found that this exercise has no bottlenecks and obstacles for me, this is a very strange thing, you know, such a level of exercise like the Dao Heart Cultivation Magic Technique, even with your own vision, there should be a certain degree of difficulty in cultivation, especially for some subtleties, you should also pause and think, but I don't have this feeling at all, I just pick it up and start cultivating, without a little thinking process, Although it is said that this is because he has been thinking about it for a long time in the Eight Desolations Demon Refining Great Array, but when he was in the Great Array, he was only thinking about the meaning of this exercise, and he didn't think about the specific cultivation process at all, so this matter is a little strange, but unfortunately now Wutian is there, otherwise you can ask him about it.

Just when Wudao tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, in the ten thousand mountains of the Sword Dust Sect, the Son of Heaven was walking alone in this big mountain, in the middle of the night, the depths of the mountain seemed even more eerie and terrifying, the dense branches were as hideous as ghost hands, and the sound of wild beasts kept coming from around.

The Son of Heaven walked in this way, and every time he walked to a place, the sound of the beast in that place quieted down, to be precise, not only the sound of the beast, but also the chirping of the insects disappeared, as if every place the Son of Heaven walked was a silent place, and no life dared to make a sound.

At this time, a cold light suddenly came from a distance, this cold light pierced the Pole Son of Heaven, the Pole Son was expressionless, and even the speed of walking did not change, and this cold light stopped at a foot away from the Pole Son of Heaven, and this cold light was a long sword.

The Son of Heaven walked past the long sword hanging in the air, only to hear a jingle bell, the long sword fell to the ground, and then the long sword turned into a dead branch of a tree, but the Son of Heaven didn't care, all this was in his own guess.

As the Son of Heaven continued to walk forward, slowly, the front began to become brighter, and when the Son of Heaven stopped, it was already like daylight in front of him.

Ji Tianzi looked up at the sky, not like day, to be precise, it was already daytime, at this time the sun was hanging in the sky, the warm sun was shining on the earth, looking at the endless plain in the distance, the corners of Ji Tianzi's mouth flashed a trace of inexplicable meaning, turned his head to look at the road he came from, it had disappeared, at this time there was only an endless grassland behind him, how could there be any lofty mountains, and there was no dark path.

Ji Tianzi sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes, and at this moment, there was a sudden thunderous sound in the sky, Ji Tianzi still did not open his eyes, but whispered: "If it was at the peak of your heyday, maybe I wouldn't be able to do it, but now that you have become like this, it is impossible to stop me." ”

The thunder roared louder and louder, and slowly, a thick dark cloud gathered above the head of the Extreme Heavenly Son, and even this dark cloud began to glow with a trace of blood.

Bang.

With a loud thunder, a thick bucket-like lightning slashed towards the Extreme Son of Heaven in a daze.

The Son of Heaven did not move, but the lightning disappeared inexplicably three feet above the Son of Heaven.

As if sensing the disappearance of the lightning, the dark clouds began to rain endless lightning frantically as if provoked, but to no avail, not a single lightning bolt could slash the ground.

Slowly the lightning began to change, the original silver-white lightning began to take on a trace of blood, and at the same time, the number began to decrease greatly, but each lightning bolt was getting closer and closer to the top of the head of the Extreme Heavenly Son.

As a completely blood-red lightning condensed and landed, the body of the Extreme Heavenly Son, which had not moved, finally moved, and with a slight lift of his right hand, the blood-red lightning disappeared into the air, and at the same time, the dark clouds in the sky also disappeared.

And the Son of Heaven also put his hand down again, still with his eyes closed, as if he was sleeping.