When the old man heard this, he didn't react for a while, and said, "What did you say?"

Cheng Jun smiled and repeated unmindfully: "I said, please be the main soul of the Soul Refining Array." ”

The old man's face was stunned, and then he turned angry, his face turned from white to blue, and even a little faintly purple, his lips trembled slightly, and he pointed at him and said, "You...... How dare you...... How dare you want to...... Refining my soul?"

Cheng Jun still smiled lightly, as if what he said was not a taboo in the cultivation world of soul refining, but a great benefit to the other party, and said: "How dare you dare to make Gaozu serve in my soul refining array, why can't you be a fellow Daoist?"

When the old man heard "Ling Gaozu", his face changed and he muttered, "Okay, very good...... You really refined him...... Haha......" The expression on his face, which could not be said to be joy or sorrow, suddenly shouted: "Hugh wants to mention that ungrateful bastard, Lao Tzu does not have this evil animal apprentice!"

Cheng Jun smiled indifferently and said, "Then it can be regarded as a front high foot." I would like to know, why is your former apprentice the old demon of the Demon Gate, but you, the former master, report your family number?"

The old man's expression was cold, and Cheng Jun had already continued: "The Demon Gate is the Demon Gate, what are you embarrassed to say? Do you think that if you are labeled as a Daomen, you will suddenly become a kind citizen? Do you think I will come to you without knowing anything? Before I found you, I had already seen your bones clearly. Ling Gaozu - Ling Qiangaozu was full of lies when he was alive, but he couldn't lie when he died. ”

Ignoring the look of the old man, Cheng Jun's tone was very calm: "So I know that you are from Yanzhi Mountain, and you are the proud son of the Demon Gate generation 10,000 years ago. I know how you and your apprentice turned against each other ten thousand years ago, and in the end both were defeated, and I also know how your apprentice was driven out of Wanma Mountain by you, and only found an opportunity to counterattack in the past two years, but he was not your opponent, so that he was afraid of you like a snake and scorpion. In the past two years, he has tried to plot the relics of Wanma Temple, and he should have succeeded a long time ago, but he has been suppressed by you, and he has failed repeatedly, so he has to turn to the first attempt to exchange for the Dao body, just to get rid of your control, but he has fallen short. But without any assistance, you can't get out of the mountain temple within a mile radius, so that you can't get your hands on it when you look at the heavy treasure on the side. Helplessly, even the little monk is a Buddhist Zen bone body to make a living, and he has to train him to take treasure for you...... It's a pity that all the nonsense you just said you thought was perfect was in vain. As he spoke, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and sneered: "A person like you who talks like a fart is not worth communicating, and he is only worthy of filling my soul refining array." ”

The old man's face suddenly turned purple, and he shouted violently: "Rude junior, you dare to tease the old man, although the old man has lost a lot of mana, it is easy to ask for your surname." I'll break you to pieces—" As he spoke, his original fairy-like expression suddenly became hideous, and wisps of smoke evaporated from his ears and nose.

Cheng Jun was already sitting next to the coffin, patted the coffin lightly, and said, "Do you know why your gangster jumped over the wall in a hurry, hurriedly gave up the opportunity to cast a Dao body, and picked up a fool and took it away?"

The old man paused, and the smoke that had not yet become a momentum dissipated a little, and then laughed, pointed at Cheng Jun and said: "You dare to threaten me? Yes, if our remnant soul is destroyed by its own body, it is indeed tied, but you also need to have that ability." He sneered: "If you want to live a few more years, and if you have a little more knowledge, you should know what the bead in the coffin is, and you deserve to destroy it? ”

The corners of Cheng Jun's mouth were slightly raised, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he had already pinched the inconspicuous beads, and his fingers were buttoned, only to hear the "click" twice, and the ribs of the white bones were broken twice, and the beads had been taken out by Cheng Jun, and said, "Oh, are you talking about the Creation Bead?"

The old man's wild laughter stopped abruptly, and Cheng Jun said lightly: "What's so hard to recognize about this thing? This bead of brilliance is deliberately buried, and it has to be wiped with Qingluan's painstaking efforts to show its true body." ”

The old man said: "Since you have some knowledge, you should know how hard this thing is, it is the earth-breaking artifact, and it may not be able to destroy him." ”

Cheng Jun said: "That's right. With my skills, I really can't destroy it. He looked up and smiled sneeringly, "But does this thing have anything to do with your being?"

The old man's expression suddenly froze, revealing an incredible and irrepressible panic, Cheng Jun had already said on his own, "You have a good calculation, from the very beginning, you have attracted the brilliance on the beads, and just now you have led the topic to the Creation Bead, trying to mislead me into thinking that this bead is your body? The Creation Bead is all condensed with the power of pure Creation, that is, Da Luo Jin Immortal has entered, and he has returned to the Creation Chaos, just with your small body, dare to inhabit the Creation Bead?

Cheng Jun ignored him, and continued: "There are many spiritual things in the world that can store souls, but the only ones that can keep the remnant souls for thousands of years are soul nourishing wood. Just like the wooden sword that your former disciple inhabited, your body is nothing more than a rotten wood that can be broken at will, and you can't protect it now, so you have to hide it. And in this hall, there are many places to hide wood, but where is the safest?" he muttered to himself, ignoring the old man's increasingly ugly face, and said lightly: "If I hide trees, I will naturally put them in the forest, and if I hide rotten wood, then put them—"

He slapped it again and sneered, "In the coffin board." As he spoke, he flicked his fingers, and he was already clasping one of the planks.

When the old man saw it, his face changed suddenly, and he shouted: "Come slowly, it's good to ...... something" A good word didn't fall, only a click, a wooden board was pulled out of the coffin by Cheng Jun, put it in his hand and gently slapped his palm, only to hear him say lightly: "This soul-raising wood texture is better than that apprentice's, even if you leave it alone, you can last for a few hundred years, no wonder he is in such a hurry, but you are not in a hurry." ”

When the old man saw that his body was held in his hand, as long as he broke it lightly, things were so bad, he was anxious and angry, and he also lost his good city, so he endured his anger and said, "That's it, what do you want?"

Cheng Jun's eyebrows were raised, although he had never pouted and rolled his eyes, and made all kinds of gestures, but he was arrogant, crazy, and sneered: "You are also worthy of being a senior with me, filming the old man? What are you, three thousand years of cultivation, still stuck in the out-of-body realm, progress is so slow, living is a waste." You are not ashamed, but proud, and boast about the years you have mixed rice. There is no order to learn, the master is the teacher, you just want to call me a senior, and it depends on whether I am willing to accept, you dare to put up your qualifications with me - haha, like you, a faceless, skinless and brainless straw bag, you deserve to be trapped in the coffin board and wait for death!"

Madness, arrogance, to the top.

Cheng Jun's natural arrogance has never taken the world into account, since he was a teenager, he has gone through many hardships, and he has never lost any of it, his arrogance comes from his bones. Nine hundred years have indeed worn away his edges and corners, and the city has been deepened, so that he looks mellow, modest and indifferent, but what he has put away is only superficial frivolity and arrogance, and the deepest arrogance and arrogance, which will never lose its color.

It's not that I'm not crazy, it's that you don't deserve to make me crazy.

Reborn, he has always been very polite and peaceful to the outside world, and that's just because those people and things can't break or even approach his perfect shell. He wouldn't pose with the little monk how high-end he was, nor would he stand in front of Qingfeng Mingyue and shout: "You reptiles and ants!" He didn't bother to mobilize his hidden emotions at all, so no matter who saw it, it was just a Cheng Jun with a good mind and a peaceful and upright mind.

Only today, only here, only in the face of the old devil who also fell from the top and was from the same world as Cheng Jun, the condescending and arrogant posture of the other party also exposed from his bones slightly stimulated his memories and seduced his madness.

The old demon was so angry with him that he was like thunder, but there was a faint chill in his heart, and he gritted his teeth and asked, "You...... Who the hell are you?"

"What are we ......" Cheng Jun smiled coldly, and suddenly a trace of pity suddenly appeared in his heart, both of them can be regarded as falling from a height, if you want to say that the fall is complete, Cheng Jun is even more thorough, then the old devil at least still has soul power, and old connections, if it is well planned, the property must be retained. Cheng Jun was completely nothing, and everything was overturned. But if you talk about the situation, Cheng Jun is a blank sheet of paper here, infinite possibilities, and a perfect body as the basis for progress, but the old demon is dragging a wisp of remnant soul, unable to advance or retreat, holding on to the broken wood until the soul is scattered. If you talk about it in this way, Cheng Jun's luck is a hundred times better than the old devil.

Thinking of this, Cheng Jun's anger just now dissipated a lot, his brows gradually calmed down, and he smiled faintly: "Who am I? What does it matter, the important thing is that I know who you are-Bone Demon, I have admired your name for a long time." ”

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