Seeing this scene, basically everyone can make up a picture in their minds.

After Lu Changxian's half body flew out, he used his fingers as his feet, leaving a long clue on the snow.

The picture of imagination is very weird, but in the current world, it is very reasonable.

Because in this world, there is such a thing as a blood demon.

"What a break! What a Lu Changxian!"

Li Xiuping had a lot of thoughts in his heart, and he remembered the hole that was torn on Lu Shenxian's body.

There was not a drop of blood in it.

At that time, he didn't even notice anything unusual, but his mind was all attracted by the demon seed in his body.

This Lu Changxian turned out to be a blood demon?

He suddenly remembered one thing in his heart, which was the cultivation method of this world.

Lin Fengying once told him that there are several kinds of laws in the world, and there are only three ways that exist at present.

Blood Immortal Method, Sword Immortal Method, and Force Immortal Method.

At that time, Sister Xiaolin didn't know if it was deliberate, or if even she didn't know that these worldly laws could not coexist.

It was also thanks to Zhao Yingjian who said something later, and he knew that he had almost embarked on the road of blood demons and couldn't extricate himself?

He had speculated at the time, maybe Lin Fengying was selfish, hoping to pull him onto the chariot of the Blood Immortal Sect?

After all, no matter what, she is a descendant of the Blood Immortals, and reviving the family may be a vision she has never declared?

But later, when I learned more, I also knew that the Blood Immortal Sect was a huge group of people, and there was no shortage of him Li Xiuping at all.

So Sister Xiaolin should have other reasons, maybe she herself is also ignorant?

In short, everything is explaining to him the fact that the three worldly laws and the three paths of cultivating immortals contradict each other.

Originally, this concept was a universal fact for all the immortal cultivators living in it.

But the fact that it happened to him has always shaken this statement.

He faintly guessed that the origin of the right arm King Kong was not bad might be related to the Sword Immortal Method, because there were two reasons.

First, when Lu Changxian saw his imperial means, his first reaction was to guess that he was from the Sword Immortal Sect, indicating that he had seen such a spell before, but when it came to Li Xiuping, it became plausible, so he was a little confused.

Second, this right hand, in the final analysis, came from the stone ball that originally wrapped itself, and this ball-shaped shell came from the last blow of the immortals of Yulong Mountain.

He could clearly see that the last blow of the immortal was to turn himself into light and send it into his body.

And what he saw later in his dream, the huge sword of light, and the dragon that covered the sky.

They once had a conversation, and the content of the conversation was a story that Li Xiuping had never heard or thought about.

So, it's not a dream, it's a real thing that happened.

It doesn't matter where the immortal has gone, where the dragon is hidden, and what the battle of the dragon immortal in his dream means.

Just to say one thing, that immortal from Yulong Mountain must be a sword cultivator, and he must have entered his body.

And now up and down the body, the only thing that can be found to correspond to it is this right arm that King Kong is not broken.

"So, my right hand now is Sword Immortal Luzi, and my left hand is the same unknown cultivation method as Lu Changxian!"

And as Lu Changxian's golden cicada broke out of his shell and fled as a blood demon remnant, it showed that this unknown cultivation method could also coexist with the blood immortal method.

"Interesting, is this method itself special? Or is it not an orthodox way at all? So it doesn't conflict?" He suddenly became interested, and wanted to go to the major sects to find the dossier documents and see if he could find some clues.

Of course, this can only be taken as a thought, not to mention that it is one thing for each sect to be willing or not.

Just looking at the housekeeper of a village in Lu Changxian District, he can find a way to knock on the door, and he knows that there are many people who know this method.

But everyone kept silent, and there was no paper record at all.

The article in this is worth pondering.

"I'm not a man to die!" he said unashamedly to himself, not remembering that he had almost done it to death.

"How could it be!" Hong Duoduo's face was incredulous, "He's still alive, he's actually a blood demon?"

He thought of the notoriously difficult and difficult to destroy blood demons, and thought of Lu Changxian's character who was good at superficial articles and liked to poke and poke layouts.

This is a tricky task, and I guess there is really a long way to go.

"Forget it, no matter how much you think about these things, it won't help", Li Xiuping looked at it very openly.

Anyway, he has already been killed once, as long as he is careful, he dares to come again, and it will also be the end of death.

What's more, according to Chaoxian City's Sect Xi Wu Zhengqi, the thoughts and memories of the blood demon are all left in the blood.

He can pour all of his blood into the fleeing half, or he can store some of it in the half he left behind.

The former, Lu Changxian is still Lu Changxian, and he doesn't even need to be possessed, find some animals to suck some blood, and it is not a problem for flesh and blood to be reborn.

The latter is relatively troublesome, and the memory of the half body that escaped is insufficient, and it will be muddy for a long time if it is possessed by someone, until the soul is restored to completeness.

Then according to Lu Changxian's IQ, it is impossible for him to pin all his hopes on the body of a walking corpse, and expect it to hide from the eyes of Li Xiuping and Hong Duoduo.

Therefore, he must have left a lot behind, so the half of his body that escaped must have been mutilated a lot, so after he possessed it, he could not necessarily remember who they were.

Regarding this, in fact, there is evidence that when he was ruined and turned into clear water, he looked at the white-haired ghost's eyes, and there were words that he wanted to say and stopped.

It's all about to come out.

Li Xiuping turned his head to look at Hong Duoduo's very angry "strong" face, and saw him angrily strolling left and right on the snow, stepping on snowflakes in all directions.

"But it turns out that Lu Changxian is not exactly a heartless person", Xiao Lizi's eyes suddenly softened.

"The last half of his body cut out is with the blood of his true feelings for Hong Duoduo, so he will say, Break, Leave!"

"What a break, what a Lu Changxian!" he said again.

"I won't let him go, I want to go home, I'm going to let the family issue a sect order, I want to... ”

"But you can't find him!" Zhao Yingjian was very calm and pointed out the key point.

"He can possess anyone now, and, with his ability to set up such a big game, he has killed more than 100 people in the past two years, but the village knows nothing, do you think he can possess him under our noses?"

Zhao Yingjian has been shocked since his heart, and his whole person has inexplicably changed, and the original comedian-like little sword has gained some momentum.

He looked at the surrounding houses, and said, "The village is so big, and there are so many people, if he possesses the villagers, and then suddenly has amnesia, he will soon be caught by us." ”

"People don't be that stupid," he concluded.

"I'm sleepy, I want to sleep, I can't help with the rest of the things here, go to sleep first, you can do whatever you want." Li Xiuping yawned and stretched, and walked towards the side room, anyway, the Lu family was almost gone, so he just found one.

"Why don't you go to Chaoxian City tomorrow, and you will have a lot of dreams at night", he had a thought in his heart, and then all sleepiness came up.

I found a room, probably a lady's boudoir, and it was dressed quite elegantly.

He sat down cross-legged.

Since he came into this world, he has not had a good night's sleep.

The inexplicable sense of urgency in my heart kept telling him that there was something, something was wrong, something I missed.

He fell into a deep breath, his mind slowly falling, and he was silent beside the great abyss of his heart.

The splendor of the flowers on the other side is still blooming endlessly, and it is not diverted because no one is watching.

The cave was silent, silent and had an atmospheric beauty, as if it had never been so violent as it had been on the day.

It seems that on that day, a glimpse of the abyss was just an illusion.

"An An~We'll see each other again~" He looked at the bottomless hole and sighed.

Feeling his whole body begin to go into a dormant state, his mind began to clear.

This was a manifestation of the outer soul beginning to nourish the inner spirit, and he quickly made a judgment based on what he had learned before.

Therefore, the ancients often said that the other side is peace of mind, and peace of mind can be transcended, which is what it means. Li Xiuping was idle, and his little brain began to think about it again.

"This other place is worth noting, we need to find a way to find a way to inquire about it, is there such a other place for every cultivator?" he stroked the red flowers around him with both hands, and it felt extremely real.

Those flowers turned out to be emotional.

His palms brushed over the flowers, all of which lowered their posture slightly, as if shy, and tried their best to dodge his touch.

"Haha, it's interesting, is it a mimosa", Li Xiuping's curiosity rose, and he took two steps into the sea of flowers.

Sure enough, the flowers gave way to a place, leaving a circle in the place where he landed.

At this time, it became clear that the ground was not empty, but some gray mist flowing.

He took a few steps forward in the direction where the mist had come, and the dense flowers separated a path, all at a certain distance from him.

Ahead, there was a huge abyss, and when it fell in the air, he didn't realize that there was a faint and almost invisible haze flowing out of the edge of the original abyss.

All that fog flowed into the sea of flowers.

He was a man who liked to get to the bottom of things, and reflexively chased after him in the direction of the flow.

The mist gradually disappeared, and after a certain distance he chased forward, it disappeared completely.

"Is it just a simple mist?" he wondered.

Looking at the place where the fog disappeared, the flowers on the other side also came to an end.

He suddenly realized that so many flowers were chasing these fogs.

Or is it that these gray things are the nutrients of the flowers on the other side?

With this in mind, he couldn't bear it, squatted down, and carefully observed the roots of the flowers.