"Haha, what a wonderful day to look forward to. "I got up early in the morning, pushed the door out, looked up at the sky, laughed at the project proposal, and looked like a mess.

"What's the matter, why is Mr. Li so happy these days?

"Who knows, maybe it's because of a breakthrough in cultivation, so I'm in a good mood. ”

"Whatever, what the hell, on a stormy day, where did he see the beauty. ”

The surrounding villagers whispered, but the project proposal was deaf.

The role played by the project proposal is that of a private school teacher in a small village, but there are not many young people in this village, so the only student who can come to listen to the lecture is Ji Xuanyuan.

"The way of being a king lies in the control, the balance of power and strategy, the use of strength, the way of strategy, divided into yin and yang, let's start with the yang plan......"

Ji Xuanyuan secretly complained in his heart, in the past few days, the project book was like a different person, he felt it more deeply than other villagers, because in the past, most of the knowledge taught by the project book was some ordinary four books and five classics, and they taught some philosophical principles for dealing with the world, and the lectures were also hastily passed, only requiring memorization and dictation, and did not require Ji Xuanyuan to understand more, but in the past few days, I don't know what kind of wind the project book has smoked, and I began to teach some strange knowledge, and it is full of motivation, and I can't tolerate Ji Xuanyuan's refusal at all。

Today's course is about the three major attentions, eight major matters, and sixteen key points of the way to be the emperor and the emperor, supplemented by cases in simple terms, and the project proposal is endless, but Ji Xuanyuan was stunned when he heard it.

As soon as ten minutes passed, Ji Xuanyuan's mind was filled with too much unheard of knowledge, and he couldn't figure it out, in order to save himself from the abyss of chaos, Ji Xuanyuan had the courage to interrupt the gushing of the project proposal:

"Teacher, you see, I'm just an ordinary peasant boy, and even if I learn this knowledge, it doesn't seem to be of much use. ”

The project proposal that was interrupted glanced at Ji Xuanyuan deeply, took a deep breath, slowly put the scroll in his hand on the table, smiled faintly, and then walked to Ji Xuanyuan, and then ...... grabbed Ji Xuanyuan's collar and lifted him up, roaring like crazy:

"Bastard little ghost, so unambitious at a young age, teacher, I don't remember teaching you to be such a useless guy, if a person has no dreams, what is the difference between it and salted fish, a peasant boy who doesn't want to be an emperor, that is a stinky salted fish that can't die anymore, little ghost, tell me, do you want to be a dead salted fish, or a salted fish with dreams?"

"It's all salted fish, is there a difference?" The violent sound wave came with saliva splashing, Ji Xuanyuan had never seen such a gaffe project proposal, he was a little stunned for a while, and muttered what he thought in his heart.

"A dead salted fish, the heart is dead, the body is dead, it is just a meal on someone else's plate, life and death, honor and disgrace are in the hands of others, a salted fish with a dream, even if he is disabled, even if he dies, he still does not change his rebelliousness, at least there is the possibility of jumping up, the worst, and the possibility of jumping out of the plate. ”

Ji Xuanyuan couldn't understand the faint sighs and vicissitudes in the words of the project proposal, he just felt that today's project proposal teacher was extremely abnormal.

"It seems that the teacher neglected you too much in the past, so that Xuan Yuan almost became a dead salted fish that could not be saved, but don't worry, after today, the teacher will do everything he has learned, and do his best to train you, so that you can transform into a stinky salted fish full of fighting spirit and dreams both physically and mentally, haha, excited, cheer, the fighting spirit of the teacher has burned !!up."

"Teacher, you ...... It's really burning. ”

In Ji Xuanyuan's frightened eyes, the project proposal really burned, pitch black, violent flames erupted from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, shaped like flames, but surging like sludge, the tongue of fire hunted and danced, and the scorching temperature even dried the cold sweat and hairs on Ji Xuanyuan's face.

"Oh, I'm sorry, it's been dry lately, and the fire is relatively big, and I've been overexcited for a while, and the fire in my body has erupted. ”

"Shanghuo can go up to this seven-hole fire-breathing realm, teacher, you are also the first person in ancient and modern times. ”

The pitch-black flames surging like sludge flashed away, and the project proposal explained lightly, Ji Xuanyuan flashed a look of Are you an idiot, and couldn't help but complain, but seeing the appearance of the project proposal revealed, it hooked Ji Xuanyuan's hidden desire for a while, and made him forget the crazy performance of the previous project proposal, and asked with enthusiasm and expectation:" Teacher, can you manipulate the flames, do you know martial arts, is it like in the novel, you were a famous man before, but because of the sinister rivers and lakes, he returned to the countryside after experiencing countless storms. ”

Showing a meaningful smile, the project book smiled and said: "Since you have guessed, then I will not hide it as a teacher, that's right, back then, I was also the number one famous figure in the rivers and lakes, and because of some things, I finally lived a stable life in this village incognito, but what is the use of knowing this." ”

Ji Xuanyuan blurted out: "Teacher, take me as an apprentice to teach me martial arts, I will definitely study hard, and I will definitely not be perfunctory like before." ”

As if he had been waiting for this sentence for a long time, he patted Ji Xuanyuan on the shoulder: "Okay, little ghost, I'll wait for your words, don't worry, it's still the same sentence before, I will do everything for the teacher to train you hard, don't talk nonsense, there is a set of earth-shattering peerless magic skills here for the teacher, you can take it and practice it now." ”

After receiving the so-called earth-shattering peerless magic in the project approval book, Ji Xuanyuan was overjoyed, and hurriedly thanked him, took the time to glance at the secret book in his hand, and the joy in his heart suddenly decreased by half, this is a volume that I know at a glance that it is a scroll that has just been rushed out, and the pen and ink on it have not dried up, although I have not yet looked closely, but the handwriting is strong and powerful, but what makes Ji Xuanyuan wonder is that there is really a martial art called [earth-shattering peerless magic skill] in this world, which is not very reliable when I hear it?

But even if he was quite puzzled, Ji Xuanyuan obtained the long-awaited martial arts cheats, and still ran home happily to go to enlightenment, and watched Ji Xuanyuan's figure go farther and farther away with a smile, his demeanor was very kind and kind, but when he returned to his room, it was like a different person, his eyes were condensed with fanatical flames, his expression was pious and cautious, and he repeatedly bowed to a plaque enshrined in the house.

"Above my Lord, all glory be to you, Thou art the final King after the end of the day, Thou art the eternal beacon in the darkness of the eternal night, and Thy apostle sends thee the most unending respect, and may thou come down to Urs, and hear the prayer of the lowly apostles. ”

The plaque shook in an instant, deeper than the night, more terrifying than the abyss, and condensed in it, and then Wang Zhong's translucent shadow walked out in the darkness.

"Truly, I'm not used to being the object of prayer, much less to the constant ringing of the Advent prayer in my ears like a bell, then, my apostle, what do you want me to do? ”

"Report to you, Ji Xuanyuan has obtained the exercises I prepared for him, with his qualifications, he will definitely achieve something within a month, and become a qualified chess piece that you need from the Lord, and my side will also officially start to spread the belief of the Supreme Lord, here, I must take the liberty to ask you for some things. ”

"Don't worry, after signing your contract, a part of your soul already belongs to me, with the help of this, my resistance power in the seal has increased greatly, Ji Xuanyuan's father must be more focused on controlling the Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Array to refine me, and he will definitely be inseparable in the next month. ”

"It's so good, in this village, only Ji Xuanyuan's father has the method of contacting the top of the Taiyi Sect, as long as he doesn't pay attention to the outside world, then there will be no accidents when it comes to spreading your faith. ”

"I hope so. ”

The communication between the believer and the Lord ended here, but Wang Zhong did not leave, his divine thoughts fit in the big array, condescendingly looking down on the entire Jijia Village, if everything goes well, it will not be long before this village will become his bag, but at this moment Wang Zhong does not have much expectation in his heart, but some very complicated and indescribable thoughts are surging.

The symbol of sin in the Red Copper Sand Land Prison is actually the desolation after the collapse of faith and will, which makes Wang Zhong feel slightly complicated and speechless, there are thousands of hell and demon lands, why did he come to hell only in the small plane of the Red Copper Wasteland Prison, it seems that it is not a simple coincidence at the moment, after all, it is just the mutual attraction of sinners and the land of sin.

When he came to New York after a lot of hardships and walked in front of Mo Huang, he thought that he had gotten rid of the haze and emptiness in his heart, but the fact that he fell in the red copper sand land prison told Wang Zhong that the will he thought he had lifted up was actually a patchwork of broken things stuck together with thousands of holes.

Taking history as a mirror, we can know the rise and fall, taking people as a mirror, we can know the gains and losses, the normal corrupt and degenerate process of the hell demon qi interrupted by Wang Zhong that day, gave the last help before the collapse of the project proposal, after the contract was signed, part of the soul essence of the project proposal has fallen into Wang Zhong's hands, and now every trace of thought in the heart of the project proposal, every subtle thought that has passed by, and every inch of memory of the past can not hide from Wang Zhong at all, if necessary, Wang Zhong can cast a spell on this part of the soul essence, and manipulate the project proposal like a puppet in the palm of his hand, which is the power of the king of hell to control the monsters under him。

Flipping through the past memories of the project book, checking the changes in his mood before and after his fall, Wang Zhong realized that he had never come out of the desperate situation of the collapse of his beliefs, and when he was eroded and corrupted by the power of hell, it may be an opportunity to reshape his body and mind, even if it is a distorted alienation, but it is also a kind of completion, just like the current project proposal, the heart and will that once collapsed were replaced by the will that belonged to hell, as if he had been reborn as a person, and returned to integrity and cheer up, of course, the difference between people and monsters is also divided here。

But he was interrupted by Mo Huang's intervention, and now Wang Zhong can only be silent in a half-up situation, facing his state of mind.

Speaking of Wang Zhong, it is also quite strange, because after the project proposal was corrupted and eroded by the hell demon qi, the final performance presented was a little weird, Wang Zhong was not surprised by his wholehearted belief in himself, in the past, he tried to corrupt the creatures with the hell demon qi also had such an effect, but what the hell is the hearty mood and occasional convulsions of the project book?

Maybe it was because of his intervention at a critical moment that the alienation and distortion effect of the hellish demonic qi was incomplete? Wang Zhong couldn't figure it out for the time being, but even if something happened, he would not regret it, and he personally walked through the grief and pain of the collapse of his faith, and that empathy, it was destined that Wang Zhong would never stand idly by at that moment.

And the current situation of the project proposal can not be said to be bad, on the contrary, it just happens, the corrupting effect of the hell demon qi is incomplete, so that the external performance of the project proposal does not look too far from the past, and does not show too obvious cruelty and evil, in the past, when Wang Zhong took animal experiments, after being injected with hell demon qi, even a rabbit with a gentle temperament will frantically launch an endless killing of all living beings in front of him, if you want to create cannon fodder and warriors, this is of course a good thing, but Wang Zhong's situation at the moment needs a qualified assistant, so the complete hell depravity is not very adaptable。

After the degeneration and corruption, it was obvious that he had retained his former thinking mode and wisdom, and he quickly adapted to his new state, and began to make suggestions for Wang Zhong, and the next plans were all from his hands.

Ji Xuanyuan, who returned home, found a secluded firewood room, saw no one left and right, and then opened the earth-shattering magic skill given by the project approval book with excitement, and then studied it carefully, and after a while, he raised his head in confusion, this method is not complicated, but the narrative is very different from the mainstream of martial arts in the world, and the first chapter of the opening name points out that to practice this skill, you must bow to an extraterritorial demon god called the lord of the red copper sand land hell, and worship it every day, in order to obtain the blessing of boundless power.

The most famous deeds are none other than the deeds of the Guanghan Palace, a widow who does not know martial arts encountered an extraterritorial god and demon, and was blessed by it, and finally became the strongest person at that time, and established the foundation of the Guanghan Palace for thousands of years, which is the most well-known deed in the Shenwu world.

Therefore, Ji Xuanyuan just hesitated for a moment, and according to the formula, he carved a plaque engraved with the name of the Lord of the Red Copper Sand Land Prison, and then put his faith and suspicion while running his mind, and bowed with his heart open, so as to welcome the will of the Lord of the Red Copper Sand Land Prison.

Holding a teacup in his left hand, he tasted tea quietly, and he flipped through a volume of classics in his right hand, his expression was quiet and elegant, but he had a free and easy attitude that jumped above the world.

"Nerd, you look like a different person now, has anything happened lately?"

The other person in the room is a middle-aged peasant woman who is plainly dressed and does not look good, and the project proposal naturally knows that this is just a disguise.

Unconsciously, the project proposal began to immerse itself in the memories of the past, the group of people who traveled through the rivers and lakes in Taiyi in that era, in addition to the people who had returned to dust if the martial arts were not successful, and those who fell into the catastrophe of the Taiyi collapse, and only this woman was left with his own contemporaries, and it took a long time to come back to his senses.

"Xiaoqing, I recently met a good thing, through this incident, I repented of the past, looked to the future again, and gained a little in my heart. ”

The middle-aged scholar's comfortable and calm words made the middle-aged peasant woman stunned, not because of the middle-aged scholar's hearty hearty mood, but because of this long-lost title, she pulled her hair, and the middle-aged woman's disfigured face showed a nostalgic smile: "It's been a long time since I've heard you call me that, count it, at least thirty years." ”

"To be more precise, it's been thirty-two years, when I was between you and Xiaoya, I chose Xiaoya and lost you, and since then, we have met strangers. ”

"Yes, you chose Xiaoya, I hated it for a long time, and in the end there was no winner between the three of us, you chose Xiaoya, but Xiaoya didn't choose you, plus something happened, in the end, the friendship between the three of us broke up, and finally forgot about each other in the rivers and lakes. ”

Decades of vicissitudes of life, in the mouth of the middle-aged peasant woman turned into a faint ethereal, like curling green smoke, and finally turned into dust scattered, the project proposal indifferently looked at it, even though he and the woman in front of him had an old heart, but she did not come to recount the old love, in this village, everyone has their own role that must be played, in order to complete a mission that is necessary for Taiyimen.

In the face of this mission, no one's role can have any accidents, presumably his performance has attracted the attention of others in the past few days, and the woman in front of him, nicknamed Xiaoqing, and the real name is the Poison Hand Fairy, is the person who came to explore, at this moment, in the face of the old man, the project book was overturned like a tumbling wave, many thoughts were intertwined in the heart, and the dark hellish demonic energy emerged in the depths of his eyes.

The memories and emotions of the past resurfaced, but they were finally shattered, and then recombined, bringing a subtle sense of spectatorship to the project book, this process is continuing every minute and every second, quietly going on in the unpredictable spiritual realm and spiritual world, as a seven-grade innate powerhouse, the power of the palm of the world, looking at the universe, there are not many people in the great god and martial arts world who can compare with him, and the wisdom accumulated for more than 100 years makes him clearly aware of his changes.

Every minute and every second, the old one is dying! and then it is pitch black, and the will that is stubborn to the point of madness is constantly filling in, replacing the decadent, the weak, the things that should not exist.

The new project proposal is constantly being born and evolving, but it is not as a human being, but as a monster, clearly recognizing this, but the project proposal does not resist in the slightest, because this is a wonderful indescribable new life, redefining the meaning of the existence of the individual in the world.

He wasn't decadent, he wasn't confused, he wasn't desolate, there was a certain will that sustained him, telling him that he could once again embark on the path of chasing what he had lost, just because he was redeemed, and it was such a wonderful feeling that he couldn't wait to share it with everyone in front of him.

casually chatting with the middle-aged peasant woman, after a casual perfunctory sentence, she inadvertently lowered her head, her eyes flashed with a gentle color, and then lightly stretched out her index finger to the middle-aged peasant woman.

Then, the decisive and merciless power penetrated the heart of the middle-aged peasant woman, and then the surging power went down the heart, devastatingly crushing the vitality of the middle-aged peasant woman, and the eyes of the middle-aged peasant woman condensed endless doubts and disbelief, and the project proposal just muttered lightly:

"It's a necessary process of redemption, you'll be grateful to me when you come back to life, and then without further ado, I'm going to do it while you're still hot, I've wanted to do it for a long time, and now it's finally happening. ”

Wang Zhong saw it from afar, and couldn't help but shake his head, thinking that this project proposal had really degenerated into an out-and-out demon.