The preserved egg stared at Chu Xuanji coldly, the black and white hair, under the reflection of the moonlight, became brighter and brighter, and the eyes like blood jade did not carry the slightest emotion, it was dormant and ready to go, but if there was a slight mistake inexplicably, it might pounce forward.

At this time, inexplicably, he didn't know anything about the situation in front of him, but the Demon Emperor and the Immortal Emperor in the Lingtian Soul Sea were secretly complaining, the soul sea was churning, stirring several whirlpools like black holes, thunderstorms, as if they were about to burst out at any time, the two kept chattering, complaining, and finally gathered together.

The scholar couldn't help but seal, and suddenly a golden gossip disc appeared in front of him, and he began to fiddle, his mouth vibrated with words, but he didn't know what spell he was reciting, the gossip disc was shaking, slowly rotating, but it was getting faster and faster, and the pillar of light connecting the eyes of the two people was bright and dark, constantly flickering, and at the same time, Chu Xuanji's body also began to tremble, and the aura around his body gathered and dispersed, sometimes he was absorbed into his body, and sometimes from the seven orifices, gushing out, endlessly.

The golden gossip disc shook more and more violently, and Chu Xuanji's yin and yang eyes also changed more rapidly, and his body, needless to say, did not need to be said.

A few purple thunderbolts fell from the inexplicable Lingtian, striking with the monstrous waves rising in the soul sea, bursting the Lingtian Soul Sea, and in the inexplicable eyes, a purple thunderbolt flashed, followed by all the aura in the dantian, angry bullfighting, converging to the heavenly spirit, bang, connecting the four pillars of light, shattered, turned into light powder, disappeared in an instant, and the inexplicable body fell to the ground, and then, the gossip disc on Chu Xuanji's chest roared violently, and then shattered, turned into a few fragments, and disappeared before it landed, Chu Xuanji screamed, pointed to a few big acupoints, Fang closed his eyes and forcibly stabilized his figure, and slowly fell to the ground, his eyes were lying downwards with blood, but the color of the blood was not the same, one black, one clear, black as ink, clear as water.

The flawed preserved egg suddenly relaxed, jumped down from the tree, jumped to the inexplicable side, circled around him a few times, and then arched inexplicably with its big head, but inexplicably did not react.

Falling to the ground inexplicably motionless, Chu Xuanji couldn't help but take out various things from his cuffs, he first took out a few porcelain bottles, took a few pills, and then took out a few small stones with various colors of light and threw them in different directions, and then took out a few black iron talismans and hit them in all directions, and finally took out a pebble-sized crystal jade block with glass light and held it in his palm, and his figure slowly disappeared.

After a long time, first the square scarf appeared, then Chu Xuanji's slightly pale, but still jealous beautiful face, and finally, his elegant body. He stretched out his cuffs, and eight black iron talismans came in one after another from the cuffs, and then came to the inexplicable side, shook his sleeves, caught the black jade porcelain bottle, and poured out a pill from it.

He shook it in front of the preserved egg with the black elixir, and said: "This is to restore the soul, it is very precious, don't worry, I don't want to harm him, I want to harm him, with the way you have just become a spirit now, you can't stop me." ”

The preserved egg sniffed, then demonstratively waved his fist, turned his head, and stopped looking at him.

Chu Xuanji took the pill in his hand inexplicably, and then waited in place, half an hour of hard work, inexplicably opened his eyes, blinked his confused eyes, and looked around like waking up from a big dream.

"You're awake." Chu Xuanji said.

Inexplicably, he sat up slowly, frowned, and thought about it carefully, because his head, which had a slight headache at the moment, seemed to remind him that his memory was missing, and he always felt that there were some things that were difficult to remember, but he always remembered, "Mo Fei, no, this little wine, not to drink fragments, not to mention that I have been using spiritual power to dissolve." Inexplicably thought in his heart, Pidan saw that he woke up inexplicably, and happily climbed up to his inexplicable body.

"Don't think about it, you're going to die." Chu Xuanji stood up and bowed his head.

Rubbing his temples inexplicably, he didn't listen to Chu Xuanji's words in his ears at all, and when the headache subsided, he felt that he had regained consciousness and had a consciousness that completely belonged to him, he stood up, patted the dirt all over his body, and glanced at the white scholar in front of him, and then said: "Hey, I said Lao Chu, did you do something to me?" Why do I always feel like I can't remember something in my head? ”

"Old Chu? Why does this inexplicable title always smell earthy? Chu Xuanji thought secretly, but replied: "You, you're going to die." ”

"Who?" Inexplicably surprised.

"It's you!" Chu Xuanji immediately replied.

Inexplicably, he looked up and down the scholar who looked a little mysterious at this time with incredible eyes, circled around him, and pulled his somewhat wrinkled Confucian robe, and then silently picked up the wine gourd on the ground, shook it, and there was still a lot left, and said, "You drank too much of this wine?" I'm starting to talk crazy. ”

The scholar smiled slightly, and said seriously: "You are indeed going to die, and you will die in my hands, huh?" He paused slightly, "You still have half an hour, you can explain anything to me, and I will definitely do it for you." ”

Inexplicably bowed his head and was silent, speculating in his heart that what Chu Xuanji said had some sincerity, and at the same time, he held the hilt of the sword, but his hand trembled, because of fear, the fear of death, even if all the spiritual power in his body was gathered in one hand, he still couldn't suppress it.

Inexplicably calculating in his heart, he glanced at Chu Xuanji from time to time out of the corner of his eyes, and kept calling the Demon Emperor and the Immortal Emperor, trying to find a way to escape from the mouths of the two of them, but for some reason, these two did not respond for a long time.

"You're running out of time." Chu Xuanji's words were cold as urging his life, and he said them word by word.

Inexplicably, he suddenly raised his head and said angrily: "Why are you killing me!" "You don't need a reason to kill!" "Yes, the weak eat the strong, the strong show the weak as grass mustard, you really don't need a reason to kill me, do it!"

Inexplicably, he put down the hand holding the sword, closed his eyes and waited to be killed.

"Draw your sword!" Chu Xuanji did not act immediately.

"Why should I draw my sword?" Inexplicably, he opened his eyes and spread his hands.

"Won't you resist?" "If this is the case, what can we do to resist? If you want to kill me, be happy, Lao Tzu is in a hurry to be reincarnated! ”

Chu Xuanji smiled slightly, stepped forward, a light and shadow flickered, his wrist pinched the inexplicable neck, and a pair of mysterious eyes without the slightest emotion stared at the inexplicable.

"Don't you want to know why I killed you?" Chu Xuanji's hand loosened, and he suddenly felt that his breathing was much easier, "You say, I just want to, if you don't say it, I don't want to." Although he said this inexplicably, he felt all kinds of emotions in his heart, for any world, life will eventually be fragile, perhaps, only the strong can have the opportunity to leave a place in the long river of years. All kinds of cultivation are inferior, and only the invincible path is eternal.

"Because my eyes can't see through you." As soon as Chu Xuanji's words came out, he squeezed his inexplicable hand and suddenly tightened, and the preserved egg roared, the sound was not loud, but with a reckless momentum, like a giant beast that had been sleeping for ten thousand years, it was hunched, its blood-red eyes shot out the light of the soul, its hair trembled, if a strong wind was blowing, it was ready to go, but it seemed to be hesitating about something.

Inexplicably, his face was flushed, but there was still a little room for breathing, "You're afraid of me!" Inexplicably, it took all the spiritual power of his body to spit these four words out of his mouth.

Chu Xuanji frowned slightly, hesitated, put it on the ground inexplicably, rolled the preserved eggs, lost all the momentum, stuck out his tongue, and sat on the ground.

After a few inexplicable rapid coughs, it can be regarded as relieved.

"You just said that I was afraid of you?" Chu Xuanji shook his sleeves, and a two-foot-tall green banner appeared in his hand.

Inexplicably ignored him, untied the wine gourd on his waist, took two sips, smacked twice, and exclaimed: "Good wine!" Then he picked up the preserved egg on the ground, stretched out his hand, and the flying slave bird landed on his shoulder, and walked forward on his own.

"You haven't answered me yet." Chu Xuanji's green banner shook, and inexplicably, the foot that had just taken a few steps was like being cast on the ground, and he couldn't lift it.

Inexplicably, he lowered his head and turned his back to him, silent, as if he had forgotten what had just happened, and his heart was as calm as water, without the slightest fear, because he might have found a way to deal with fear, and that was silence.

"Hey, what the hell are you all about?" Chu Xuanji finally said the question in his heart, everything that happened just now was also caused by this.

"You're afraid, if you're not afraid, does it matter where I'm from?" Inexplicably joking. As soon as he finished speaking, he felt that his feet were no longer heavy, and turned around to face the mysterious fortune teller, or rather, perhaps a fate-killing scholar.

Chu Xuanji's face was gloomy, obviously he didn't like what he said inexplicably, he shook the green banner in his hand, the green banner shrank into his sleeve, stretched out his hand, and the wine gourd reached his hand, and then raised his head and drank.

"It's not you who matters, it's the way of heaven!" Chu Xuanji said.

"What is the Heavenly Dao?" Inexplicably asked.

"What I can't see through is the way of heaven."

"Can't see through? Can you see through the hearts of people in this world? Can you see through the thousands of living beings in this world? Can you see through everything in this world? If you can't see through, you will erase it, and if you can't see through it, you won't let it exist. Although there are not many inexplicable words, in Chu Xuanji's ears, there is a feeling of enlightenment and deafening.

Chu Xuanji closed his eyes and pondered, pondering the meaning of this, and his eyelids were full of brilliance.

But inexplicably, his heart is fluttering, his life, I don't know if it was really saved, his heart is really bottomless.