"You know me?"

"Of course. Xue Wusuan looked at the demon cultivator in front of him with a smile.

As his name suggests, Kong Xuan is the legendary cannibal demon king in the surrounding mortal villages and towns, entrenched in this Shangyang Mountain. The body is a colorful peacock, and the cultivation is boundless, and this one is still self-taught, and does not belong to the three major sects.

In this plane, it is still the old saying, there are as many immortals as dogs, and the strong are all over the streets. Even if the three major sects have gathered more than 90% of the monks here, although the remaining ones account for a small proportion, they can't bear the large base. Moreover, this kind of loose cultivation that can earn resources to cultivate in the gap between the three major sects is all a strong existence. And this Kong Xuan in front of him is the top master in this loose cultivation.

Unlike Tongtian and the other three powerful people, Kong Xuan has the strength and even the strength to become a powerful person a long time ago, but he has no chance, and it is difficult to move when he is trapped in this last bottleneck.

If you want to become a powerful person, for a cultivator, the comprehension of the Heavenly Dao is the key. But now that the three powerful people in the world, under the cover of joining forces, there is almost no room for other monks to be promoted and compete for positions with them. What's more, there is a fierce tiger entrenched in the heads of the three powerful ones, manipulating everything in this face with a fierce eye.

Therefore, the tragic loose cultivation, even if it is as powerful as Kong Xuan, there is absolutely no possibility of ascending to the position of the mighty. Unless they are willing to become Hongjun's disciples or disciples like the three of them, there may be some theoretical possibilities.

"Then who are you? Your soul fluctuates strangely, it doesn't seem to be a living person, it doesn't look like a dead soul, what the hell?"

When Xue Wusuan looked at Kong Xuan curiously, Kong Xuan was also looking at Xue Wusuan. Compared with Xue Wushu's calmness, Kong Xuan's heart was full of doubts at this time. He had never seen a strange existence like the person in front of him in his long time of cultivation. It obviously has all the characteristics of a living person, but there is a strange existence of a strange transformation between the soul and this body that has never been seen before.

What can be like both the living and the dead?

Xue Wusuan naturally knew what Kong Xuan was puzzled about, he was a Daoless Yama, and this body was also transformed by the Yama body, not to mention that Kong Xuan couldn't figure it out, even Xue Wusuan himself didn't understand what kind of existence he was.

"This gentleman is here to see what the legendary quasi-saint looks like. Xue Wusuan said as he took out the sugar gourd he bought in the town before and ate it, it tasted good.

The so-called quasi-saint is the title of this monk like Kong Xuan, who can become a powerful person with only one foot away from the door. And such a powerful person as Tongtian is called a "saint".

"You're not welcome here, leave. Kong Xuan's momentum skyrocketed, and in an instant he seemed to have turned into a sky-swallowing beast, his eyes flickered, and he rushed towards Xue Wusuan, who was sitting and eating a sugar gourd.

The world is not at peace now. Although Kong Xuan is not a member of the three major sects, his cultivation is high, and he has vaguely sensed that a great change is brewing. At such a juncture, he also hid in this Shangyang Mountain and did not go out, waiting for the wind to pass. But this mysterious person came to the door very abruptly, he instinctively didn't want to have more contact with the other party, and immediately wanted to drive people out.

Momentum oppression is useful for real beings or revenants, but it doesn't mean anything to a special existence like Xue Wushu. Even the ferocious aura emanating from Kong Xuan's body was nothing in his opinion.

With a bad taste in his heart, he didn't move immediately, and he also began to release his momentum, and as soon as the fierce power of the Daoless Yama came out, it was like the autumn wind sweeping the leaves, and instantly suppressed Kong Xuan's momentum into obedience.

Seeing that Kong Xuan's face finally changed a little, Xue Wushu laughed. There's really nothing surprising about that. Momentum is actually a kind of spiritual oppression produced by cultivation and cognition.

Although Kong Xuan is a quasi-saint, judging by Xue Wushu's system, it is actually a Luo Tian Daxian peak consummation realm, and he is not his opponent Xue Wushu when he fights, not to mention that it is normal to be more than he knows. Because in terms of Xue Wusuan's current level of cognition, let alone Kong Xuan, Tongtian's three major sect masters can't compare to Xue Wusuan.

"The world is like chess, many people are chess pieces, and some are chess players. The same is true of what you think is providential. If you want not to be manipulated, tear through all the clouds and mist, throw off all the coercion, and run wildly on the path of cultivation, there will never be any possibility in your current situation. ”

Xue Wusuan finished eating a string of sugar gourds, took out the last string and continued, taking time to speak between chewing, the words were sharp, and he didn't care about Kong Xuan's current embarrassing situation. He believed that it was impossible for Kong Xuan to be untouched by these words.

"Who the hell is Your Excellency, and what do you mean by coming here!" Kong Xuan is now very vigilant in his heart, and he can easily extinguish his momentum invisibly, this kind of ability he has never encountered. The most terrifying thing is that he is such a strong man, he can only see the cultivation of the "Golden Immortal" in the other party. How is this hidden?

As everyone knows, Xue Wushu's cultivation is really only in the realm of "Golden Immortal".

"Benjun said, it's just too lazy to look at you, a peacock who can only be a quasi-saint all his life. Well, by the way, I will give you a gift, eat it when you feel hopeless, and all the fog will be lifted, and the sky will be high and the sea will be at your disposal. After speaking, Xue Wushu flicked his fingers, and a black Wudao mark floated towards Kong Xuan.

"......" Kong Xuan's heart moved, and the mark stopped in front of him, hanging in the air.

"Take it, you'll be able to use it. It can be regarded as an opportunity given to you by this gentleman. Do you really think that Benjun will come to you with nothing to do? Hehe, don't worry, you will understand soon. Let's go. ”

"Who the hell are you?" Although Kong Xuan really didn't feel the slightest malice in this mysterious person, the ferocious arrogance displayed by the other party when he suppressed his momentum just now could simply overturn the sky, this was by no means a good existence. He was curious about where the other party was sacred.

"Benjun's surname is Xue, and there will be a period later. ”

Kong Xuan just watched the other party slowly walk away and disappear into the forest. Retract your gaze from the sigil in front of you. After thinking about it for a long time, I took it into my hands and looked at it carefully.

"It's just a soul mark, why do you have to take it? When you're desperate, what does that man mean?"

Kong Xuan has been practicing for a long time, has a perverse temperament, and is strong, and no one in the three religions sells face, and he rarely has friends to talk to. His favorite thing is to fight, but sometimes he is easy to fight his opponent to death, so there are many enemies, but there are almost no defeats. In this way, what is "despair", Kong Xuan's dictionary does not have this word.

But it's true that the mysterious man doesn't come to show his face for no reason, right?

Looking up, looking across the treetops and seeing Lang Lang's clear sky, Kong Xuan muttered: What is hidden in my numerology?

(End of chapter)