Sheng Jinyue stood in front of Zhang Jianting, leaning against the red stone pillar behind him, and said,

"I know I can't beat you, but I have to stop it here."

For Zhou Wenting, but also for Pei Jingxing.

Zhang Jianting stood at the doorman for a long time, and finally sighed softly,

"What do you think I'm for?"

Is he the kind of person who can't tell the difference between priorities and priorities?

Zhang Jianting said as he took out a bead from his Qiankun bag and threw it to Sheng Jinyue.

"Let him see if he can use it for Zhou Wenting."

Sheng Jinyue pinched the bead, paused for a moment, and said with some surprise,

"How do you have such a strong vitality, where did you get it?"

"Before, when I was destroying the Heaven Dao Ancestor, I was in Helian Cang's temple."

Zhang Jianting yawned,

"I originally thought that this thing would save my life when I was beaten half to death one day, but it seems that at this time, Zhou Wenting needs it even more."

Helian Cang gathered an unknown amount of immortal earth's spiritual vitality before refining and obtaining this vitality spirit bead, which should have been used to treat his serious injuries.

He was in the temple that day, and he saw at a glance that it was a good thing.

So while sneaking up and stabbing that guy, he took the spirit bead on his side.

Zhou Wenting's fortune telling is full of vitality.

This thing should be a big supplement for him.

Back then, the price paid by the Heavenly Calculation Pavilion was too great.

The Fourteen Continents of Cangwu owe too much to the Heavenly Calculation Pavilion.

Zhou Wenting can't die because of this.

Zhang Jianting turned around and walked back, saying as he walked,

"Don't let Zhou Wenting tell the hexagram in the future, it's just destiny, we will do what we have to do, and what can it do if we do the rest?"

Whether the heavens will fall or the earth will fall, they will do their best.

And the rest, it's up to it.

Sheng Jinyue looked at Zhang Jianting's back, narrowed his eyes slightly, and at this moment, he suddenly saw that he was walking alone towards the murderous mountain of corpses and the sea of blood.

It's not that he doesn't want to be with them.

Instead, he realized that he was not qualified for this at all.

In the past, he felt that Zhang Jianting was the most unreliable among the disciples of the Kunwu Sword Sect, but to this day, every time he went to the end of his life, he never fell half a step.

The moonlight was slightly cool, and the faint moonlight tulle generally fell on the young man's body, Sheng Jinyue lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking in his heart.

In the room, Zhou Wenting turned his head to look at Pei Jingxing,

"This time, life and death are unpredictable, are you sure you won't see him?"

This hexagram was exhausted, and the young man's green silk turned into gorgeous hair, and he no longer had the agility and spirit when he first met Yun Yao City.

Pei Jingxing lowered his eyes as he listened, and said lightly,

"If you see it, will you not die?"

It is precisely because life and death are unpredictable that I don't want to see it.

Whether it is life or death, from the moment he sets foot on the road to eternal life, it is already predestined.

"Right now, the most important thing is your injury."

Pei Jingxing raised his hand to seal it, gathered his spiritual breath and crossed towards Zhou Wenting's body.

But Zhou Wenting didn't care about his life and death, and said with a chuckle,

"It doesn't matter, since the moment I inherited the Heavenly Calculation Pavilion, I knew that I would end up like this."

Since ancient times, the master of the Heavenly Calculation Pavilion has never had a good death.

If you spy too much on the way of heaven, you will eventually reverse.

Besides, his current situation is not too serious.

He still has a hexagram, but he has not yet made a divination.

If this hexagram is not out, he will not die.

(End of chapter)