"I see, I'll be careful."

Li Daochen said: "Do you know what kind of monk Zhang Jing was in his previous life? ”

"I heard that seven hundred years ago, a foundation-building monk had heard the legend of Yan Chixia, and was also instructed by Yan Chixia."

"Have you been instructed by Yan Chixia?" Li Daochen was surprised.

A foundation builder, actually has an intersection with Yan Chixia?

"Yes, I heard that Yan Chixia also passed on a trick to him, explaining to him that everything can be a sword."

Luo Hao said: "At that time, Yan Chixia seemed to be taking him as an apprentice, so the teacher regarded him as a key seedling. ”

You said that Yan Chixia pointed him out, I believe it.

But Yan Chixia accepted apprentices, this is pure!

It's not a good thing in this life, can it be a good person in a previous life?

With Yan Chixia's temper, he bullied a woman, and it would be strange if he didn't kill him!

"Today's Zhang Jing is undergoing training at school, and I heard that he will be sent to the Great Xia cultivation department in the future to focus on cultivation."

When Luo Hao said this, he was very envious: "If only I had this kind of opportunity, you said that in my previous life, why didn't I be the first in the world and be instructed?" ”

Li Daochen pondered for a moment: "Don't worry, the later you wake up, the stronger the possibility." ”

"The probability is too low, some time ago, someone woke up and became an Orion." Luo Hao said.

"Orion is not bad, okay, I still have something to do, hang up first."

Li Daochen hung up the phone and returned home.

Everything is still the same at home, nothing has changed.

"School?"

Li Daochen thought for a moment, brought a few sets of clothes, went to buy a black dress, and returned to the hotel.

Wait until late at night and quietly leave the hotel outside the walls.

Surrounded by a small golden sword, Feng Xuan resisted the wind, avoiding all surveillance and leaving.

Edgeworth Flight!

Build the foundation of the realm, and walk with the sword.

Jindan realm, soaring clouds and fog.

As a Jindan power in his previous life, he was proficient in the magic power of swordsmanship and the method of imperial sword, and he was stronger than Yan Chixia.

Quietly came to the school, and the school had silently turned off the lights.

The rest of the students left, and only a few key seedlings who had awakened their previous lives stayed in the school to practice.

Zhang Jing sat in the room, and now he has refined qi for seven layers.

It's a pity that he has no legacy from his previous life and can't recover his strength quickly.

However, some schools have done their best to cultivate, and they will soon be able to return to the top, or even surpass their previous lives.

After all, in this era, the aura is skyrocketing, and there are more methods.

The school gave him a new method, and after he changed his course, he became stronger.

Today's dormitories are all single rooms, so there is no need to crowd them with ordinary students.

A golden light flashed, and the surrounding monitoring and lines were all cut off.

Li Daochen came to the door of Zhang Jing's room and knocked on the door.

"Who, it's so late."

Zhang Jing had just finished his practice, muttered impatiently, and opened the door.

"You ......"

Zhang Jing's face changed, and he looked at Li Daochen in shock.

"Accident?" Li Daochen looked at him calmly: "Unfortunately, I didn't die." ”

Zhang Jing's eyes flashed: "What do you mean?" What does it matter to me whether you die or not? ”

"A few days ago, they came into my house and attacked me, but I didn't know that there was surveillance in my home, right?"

Li Daochen said coldly: "One million, I will delete the monitoring, how about it?" ”

Zhang Jing's true anger quietly dispersed: "Just you? ”

"Yes, just me." Li Daochen nodded.

"You come in, it's only a million." Zhang Jing's face was relieved, and a smile appeared.

Li Daochen entered the room and closed the door: "Transfer money." ”

"Transfer money? You're stupid enough to dare to come to me alone! ”

Zhang Jing snorted coldly, his true qi was pulled, and the magic sword hanging on the wall suddenly came out of its sheath: "If I can kill you once, I can kill you a second time!" ”

Sonorous!

There was a sword roar, but I saw that the magic sword was actually out of the traction of true qi and automatically returned to its sheath.

"What's going on?" Zhang Jing was stunned.

"Yan Chixia told you that everything can be a sword?"

Li Daochen looked at him indifferently: "Then he didn't tell you that a thousand years ago, no one could use a sword on me!" ”

"A thousand years ago, you were ......"

No. 1 in the world!

Zhang Jing looked at Li Daochen in horror, a thousand years ago, no one could use a sword against him.

Also mention Yan Chixia!

So who else can there be other than the number one in the world a thousand years ago?!

A golden light lit up, it was a blank piece of paper, but at the moment it was like a sharp blade, cutting through the throat.

A sword seals the throat!

Blood soaked the ground, and Li Daochen turned to leave.

Although he never killed anyone in his previous life, he also lived for hundreds of years, and he has seen many dead people.

Killing, and not feeling any discomfort.

Leave the school quietly, avoid surveillance, and disappear into the night.

Bought a bunch of food, snacks and bread, went back to the hotel and took a look at the live stream.

Yan Chixia and the others were still wandering around in the fifth layer of the sword formation, losing interest.

Looking at the time screen, it's time to go to a past life.

Fall into a deep slumber and enter a past life.

Lijia Village.

Sixty-six-year-old Li Daochen, although he looks old, but under the unkempt face, he has baby-like skin.

He is still pretending to be stupid and living a life that needs help.

He slowly polished Jin Dan, the sixty-six-year-old Jin Dan is already a genius, right?

In this life, he wants to cross the golden pill and achieve a higher realm!

The paradise-like Lijia Village is very suitable for practicing with peace of mind.

In the blink of an eye, another four years had passed, and he was already seventy years old.

Cultivation is still in the early stage of Jindan, and the mana is much purer than before.

The former uncles and aunts, the hunters, only two or three are still alive.

Some of his contemporaries have also left.

On this day, two young men came to the village, a man and a woman.

The man is easily robed, and it is difficult to hide his handsome and handsome, and the woman is dressed in white, stunning and captivating, with a trace of heroism between her eyebrows.

The two of them, led by Erniu in the village, came to Li Daochen, who was sitting outside.

Li Daochen's heart jumped, the two Jindan were in the late stage!

"This is Li Daochen, but he has long been stupid, and now he is seventy years old, and he is probably about to leave."

Erniu said with a complicated expression: "Sometimes I feel that he is alive, which is also a kind of pity." ”

The man sighed lightly: "Isn't it a good life to be able to live a carefree life like this?" ”

The woman didn't say a word, squatted down, brushed away her unkempt hair, and saw an old face cascading around her.

His eyes were blank and stupid.

"Senior Brother Qingyun, it was all because of me back then, the last journey of his life, let me send him off." The woman in white said softly.

"Senior Sister Qionghua, why are you doing this?"

Qingyun sighed: "His parents died because of you, and I Shushan took care of him for your whole life, and I have already repaid it." ”

Qiong Hua shook his head: "This is my heart knot, if I don't untie it, I can't let go of everything and go to face the blood demon, and his life is not long." ”

"Okay, then I'll wait for you in Shushan, thirty years later, no matter what, you have to represent Kunlun and go to face the blood demon." Qingyun said in a deep voice.

"I understand." Qionghua nodded and said, "I won't be absent." ”

Li Daochen: "?? ”

Is this here to take care of yourself?

Shushan? Kunlun?

Thirty years later, the Blood Fiend?